Painting
Is an exquisite art.
It is the embodiment of beauty
for a painting and a glance at it
has the powers to provide
unending happiness.
Which is why I paint a lot, Krishna.
Swift strokes of the brush
dipped in colors, sometimes water
to lighten the tone, you know.
Who am I kidding,
of course you do.
What is it that the Supreme Lord doesn't?
Often I frame my paintings
hang them on the walls of my room
look at them each day
and smile.
Mother often complains, Krishna.
She says that
I must paint something
other than peacock feathers.
Can you tell her I just can't?
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