Truth be told,
truth be said,
truth be damned…
But truth is spread like lightning on a darkened, stormy sky,
creating spectacles of light,
displaying power, strong, but somehow most sublime.
But here on Earth:
The blues have become ochres,
reds melted into greys,
the yellows disappeared into the fading haze,
while greens rebounded from the blackened walls,
where whitish lines recede,
and orange is the light from heaven,
I think it’s quite agreed…
Purpose is a glass half filled,
a detour one half empty,
imagination is pure bliss,
purpose is what’s intended.
No man can change the history
for what he was pretended,
so let us stop and think
before our life is ended.
C.2024, Francisco Bravo Cabrera – 29/05/2024 – Valencia, Spain
JaZzArt en València 
Really like both the poem and the painting, Francisco.
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Thank you so much Pat!
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Very welcome.
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La vida cambia constantemente y si no nos tomamos un momento para adaptarnos a ellos, la vida nos pasará por encima. Un buen poema Francisco.
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Así es Manuel, muchísimas gracias!
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Brilliant colors! I love the painting and the poem.
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Thank you so much Dawn!
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Wonderful poem and painting pairing!❣️
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Thank you Cindy, so very much!
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Indeed, welcome with pleasure💓
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Francisco L ❤ VE !!!!
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Thank you! 🙏🏻
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