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.
This heart becomes viridescent
when immersed in nature
when seas of suffering seem true.
This heart turns charcoal
observing time transmute dreams to dust
& white when each heartbeat
becomes a celebration
||What romantic nonsense!
||Perhaps so. But what is the harm in innocent fiction?
||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.