Caring dove

Purple

Purple 

the colour living on soft relaxing spaces 

being still in one spot 

by tender trees 

by barks that say nothing 

always silent in their stable strong ways 

and leaves that may lightly laugh in the soft breeze 

or cry in the loud rain 

 

living in gardens by other flowers 

in friendly forests 

On relaxing spaces 

by barks of brown 

a grounded space and feeling that sometimes cries for more colour and brightness 

 

the bark of tree wanders 

why it’s the same colour as the soil 

and why the brightness appears more in spring and autumn 

only on her leaves 

wandering what it would be like to be something else 

or a different shade of colour for a while 

what it may be like ti be the colour purple