Shield me from these blazing fields,

Where color leaps from iris to iris,

Brightening all in my life.

xxx

Showing the dullness in my monochrome thoughts.

I had never seen such a yellow,

Even out of the metal tube, from my first oil paints,

when I saw yellow for the most vivid time.

Until now.

xxx

For nothing can express the kiss of yellow,

Breathed lightly in the hills,

On a Southern California slope.

xxx

This color has only one source.

Limbago