Yellow Hues

Today, we mark Vasant Panchami. Vasant is spring. Although we are in the cold days of January, this day is celebrated in the hope of the arrival of spring 40 days later. We pay homage to Goddess Saraswati, that fount of knowledge and learning. She flows from the locks of Brahma, draped in yellow.

That yellow.
Golden yellow of the morning sun
Amber yellow, that pure chroma, that nostalgia of headlights of old cars
Safety yellow of our school bus
Imperial yellow of Gustav Klimt and the fifth emperor of the Ming dynasty
Moccasin yellow of the worn out leather shoes
Saffron yellow of the bounty of mountains of Kashmir
Mustard yellow of the Eucalyptus lined fields of Northern India
Jasmine yellow, the colour of that fragrance of childhood
Kesar yellow of the Mangoes of Raga that trace direct lineage to heaven
Sunset yellow of the momentarily dying sun
Sunglow yellow of the Sal trees in forests, when sunlight breaches canopies.
And
Northstar yellow
The colour of the days of our lives
Drenched in Northstar yellow
I dream of all colours.

10 years of Northstar
A decade of discovering my Svabhava
A century of subjective time, of collective lives
A millennium of despair and exaltation and rapture and damnation and salvation.