Monday, January 10, 2011

Futility

I dipped my brush in to all the seven colours one by one and put the colours in to the empty well of the palette. When mixed up I thought I would get white, to depict ceasefire, peace. But it was not the colour of daylight I got.
I merrily plucked fresh flowers from different plants to sew them together in to a garland. It was to be my offering to you. But the thread refuses to hold together assorted flowers of varied sizes.
I set out to solve a puzzle, painstakingly picking up all the scattered pieces. Now looking at the strewn bits before me that do not match I realize I may have here more than one puzzle to solve. It was not what I had bargained for.

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