Sharper
It’s all sharper
on watercolor.
Thin lines
are distinct
on the smudgy blurs.
Charcoal black
becomes crisp
on indifferent pastels.
If we could only
reach out
branchlike
willowy
to what is so close
in front of us
and be true
to what is promised,
the colors
could all break out
into one
fluid
melody
of hope
clarity
and
purpose.