Last Night… I painted the sun

Last night I painted the sun… and colored her with my opinion. She welcomed my ambition and marveled at my tenacity.

“What brings you up into the heavens, with paintbrush in hand?” she asked while a grin ghosted across her face.

I did not reply, but instead I stared into her eyes and allowed her to see my soul. She nodded with understanding’s comfort and turned off her light. She felt the strokes of my brush, as care met the hardness of obligation. It mattered not the color I painted her… only that I cared.

I will never apologize for the color of my opinions.


63 thoughts on “Last Night… I painted the sun

  1. So you figure the sun’s a woman. How could you be so cruel to me? Figures she’d just turn off her light any time she feels like it! her and her ghosted fake grin! I hate the sun! She won’t even let you look at her without going blind! Give me a moon any day! Did I say that right? I must reflect on that… Great stuff OM! You still have the magic, and always will, in my tiny heart: ‘These are the eyes that watched her as she walked away. Color them grey!’ – Chad and Jeremy?


  2. You did a marvelous job in that case, sunrise was lovely this morning. How do I know this you may ask – well due to the multitude of crap life has been gleefully tossing in my direction in the last week sleep has decided to go AWOL. So I appreciate the effort with the sun. When will you be getting around to the moon, it looks a little patchy from here?


  3. That’s confusing man. How did you not burn before she turned off her light? And did you take night vision goggles? Or how else did you paint in darkness? 😕


  4. ???? – I read that post related to that link today for some reason – ???? Made me feel quite inspired. Did it come up in your viewed posts – because it came up in mine! 😀 Cool!
    Love it.
    Still love it.
    Love this lots too.


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