Can you hear the colors now?

New Poem


The sound of colors
~©Lozan Yamolky

Praying trees
branching upwards
reaching the heavens
as if they are interceding,
praying on our behalf;
speaking to God.


The dove of peace
is fluttering with wings
spreading sparkles gold dust
hovering silently
as falling snow.


You see butterflies and birds in every image;
you don’t have to search for them,
they are there in every frame
reminding to take notice
of the beauty that surrounds you.


Lily pads glistening
in the bright full moon
inviting your toe to step
on the path they created for you.


Every ring of water wave you create
tings gently
as tiny silver bells
as a ballerina
dancing and twirling
on the water.


The hand of Hamsa
is assuring you,
welcoming you, saying:

You are safe here.

You are protected here.

You are meant to be here
so come in, Shalom.

Can you hear the colors now?


I was invited to visit the art exhibit of Ava Lee Millman Fisher
I was so inspired by her work, I wrote this poem in 5 minutes during the break then shared it on the open mic. Go to the Jewish Community Centre on 41st Ave. near Oak Street in Vancouver. It is on until April 6th. GO SEE HER ART!



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