A good painting to me has always been like a friend. It keeps me company, comforts and inspires.
Hedy Lamarr

Monday 4 January 2010

Roem's Tampannya Budi

Heaven opens its door but for a moment
Lo a swirling of colours blending in a spectrum,
of vividness beyond imagination
It is my gift, from whence you know not where,
and for now you know not why...

In this brief moment, a gift descends for all mankind
Here are your colours,
transform them if you can....

In the east, the sun is rising,
the clouds rise in a thinner mist,
and seem to touch the very sun,
that dominates over all my creation,
moving across your domain,
painting your world in forms beyond comprehension...

I am the Maker!
I gave you the palette a million years before.
I gave you the blues of the oceans,
the greens of your forests,
and textured your landscapes in ways you can never dream of
I gave regal roses for manicured gardens,
that stand proud and adored,
Clusters of lavenders that cover your valleys in purple haze
Golden marigolds and simple daisies of the meadows
I brighten the end of your Winter with the splendour of a daffodil show
I give you mystical orchids that hide in forests shadows,
in forms elusive, that sprays your senses with perfumes wild.

Here from my heavens,a gift!
A myriad burst of colours...
See what you can form or find
Do with them what you can,
but never will they be like mine!