A flowing river,
A symphony orchestra,
A flowery field,
A fruit to bite….
Life is stuck with countless metaphors
Perhaps because its mystery is just indefinable.
So, let me here imagine it
Like the palette of the painter
Getting ready to depict
Landscapes and faces,
Looks and smiles,
Objects resting on a table,
Animals running and jumping,
Flowers in a pot or in a field…….
In inspired shapes and colors.
BLUE : will be eyes looking at you,
The sky, the dreams, elsewhere,
Free and pure in an endless space.
It will be the ocean too
Where to dive and swim.
YELLOW: will be the midday sun,
The ripe wheat field,
The feathers of the chick,
The petals of the sunflowers.
The lemon in the fruit basket.
GREEN: will be the meadows in spring,
The paddies before the harvest,
The leaves of the trees in the wind,
The fascinating jade and the useful vegetables.
RED: will be the passion, in love and fights,
The rose and the blood,
The cheerful elegant fluttering saris,
The cherry, the strawberry, the pomegranate.
Then the colors can be polka dot or checked,
Soft, nuanced or fluorescent,
Primary or mixed,
Infinite variety of the life….
And on the canvas
There is also room for white and black,
Colors not colors.
And above all, sometimes,
The painter adds some touches of shining gold
As wonderful unforgettable moments,
Unique and unrepeatable….
Because as Forest Gump said, in the famous movie,
With his disarming naivety :
‘LIFE IS LIKE A BOX OF CHOCOLATES,
YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT YOU’RE GONNA GET.’