My camera fails to catch the orange sky
Through those maple trees beside the fence.
The orange has a depth like a great sigh
This makes my heart feel turbulent and wrenched.
I want to capture color so intense,
To graze on it when winter traps me in
Yet is a photo with whatever lens
The way to store the colored light within?
Would struggling to mix colors of my own
Even if I failed to get the match
Ensure I retain what this light has shown
And one small painting equal camera’s batch?
The watercolor mixing makes me look
At what I cannot see in any book
How my heart sings 