Which do you think came first,
the sky or a painting?
Do you think whatever it was,
that sculpted the skies,
looked into the future
and saw
the wonders we paint,
onto canvases and walls,
saw waves and glimmers and beauty,
do you think it was inspired,
into tales of blue and purple and gold,
weaving into the vastness above us
the colours it saw
in a time that has not yet been lived,
do you think the only people
who ever made a true point in the world
are the ones
who carve their own creations
into the world around them?
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