Chetta Achara Poet Ekphrasis

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Thoughts Upon Seeing Blue Segment

I saw all my colors in spirit, before my eyes. 
Wild, almost crazy lines were sketched in front of me. 
~ Wassily Kandinsky

Is it a bird? I ask trying to decipher rational from naught,

And then I weep turquoise imploring a God 
     I cannot feel, cannot touch ~

But to see sound and hear color is a gift
Of spirit ~

Shall we soar with yellow trumpets 
      And red violins, blue cellos,
Or stay earthbound 
Trying to make sense of a bird 
Where only essence exists?


NOTE 1: Kandinsky experienced colors as having distinct sounds; he associated yellow with a high trumpet, blue with cello or organ, and red with a violin.
NOTE 2: Native Americans, particularly in the Southwest, revered turquoise as a sacred, living stone—often called the "Sky Stone"—believed to be a gift from the spirits that bridged heaven, earth, and water.

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