Brush strokes

by Renton de Alwis

since life's thin lines
draw only silhouettes
i use broad brush strokes
to sing my song

since deep end blues
drain tears and pain
i use butterfly wings
to fly my sails

since sun's soft rays
touch dew drop pods
i use flurry flames
to burn my thoughts

smudged blotch blue
touched sailing wing
burnt ashes fell
on my wayward flats

i heard my song
in a distant dream
let music weave
my broad brush strokes...

A repost.