What color is your heart?
Does it have a single hue?
Or is it a spectrum of light,
changing from view to view?
This heart turns scarlet
when surrounded by smiling people
& bright amber
when engrossed in mental pursuits.
My heart becomes viridescent
when immersed in nature
when many shades of suffering seem true.
It then turns charcoal
observing dreams transform to dust
& white when each heartbeat
becomes a celebration
||(laughing) What foolish, romantic nonsense!
||Perhaps so. But what is the harm in innocent fiction?
||(munching on an olive) So what's your point?
||Perhaps we should enjoy life the same way we read a good book.
A story can be wonderful and engrossing even if it is ultimately mere fiction.