Contrast

There's a painting, divided by a line down the middle.
On the left, black
On the right,white
As I lift my brush, I carefully dip the tip in magnificent blue.
I lay it upon the white, I only think to lightly feather the shape of a heart.
And as I water my brush and observe the black on the canvas, all I desire to paint is a white rainbow.
White is enough, no Roy G Biv, no color at all...just a simple white rainbow.
Can you picture this?
As for its meaning?
Well, I really dont know, but its how I feel...