Earlier this summer I attended the Summer Institute in Spirituality and the Arts at United Seminary. This year’s workshops explored freeing your voice, creativity and spirituality, performance and spirituality, and experimenting with art as a springboard for writing poems.
Four days packed with the interplay of spirituality, art, and writing–three of my favorite things. I thought I’d died and gone to heaven!
One of the activities involved writing a poem focused on the wonder of a particular color. I love many colors and color combinations, but I decided to stretch myself by choosing orange, my least favorite color (no offence, orange-lovers!).
After playing with orange paint, I surprised myself by writing this poem:
Ode to Orange
Then, too, the heady smell
of a Phoenix February:
orange blossom perfume,
Mom’s orange cake, and Tang,
the inflatable drink of astronauts. . .
When angled sun shines
at the end of the day,
orange speaks to me–
pinkish adobe homes
God exhaling spirit
into our oh-so-earthy reality.
What is your least favorite color and why? Try this: See if you can think of things you like that are that color. At the end, give thanks to God for all colors.