A Black Swan In The Silent Lake!

[You gave me autumn in an envelope. The rich light burned within my bones like gold. It sent the sun down with a vivid shout. The air pulsated with its after glow. I felt the mood of old November roofs, Redolent with their Appalachian fires. The dusk lasts long in West Virginia, Friend. Its fall cannot be heard by human ears.]-Sandra Fowler I write here few lines of my best poet Mahagama Sekara's '............The river flows from the past and the beauty of this dreamy World I saw from your eyes! ' Hey! Swan you're alone in this vast Lake and you're intelligent than me, I know how do you segregate milk and water with your beak. Please let me know how to draw this poem/painting and what colour of pastel stick I have to take first? Life's real colour is hard to select alone in the box of my missing pastels And I hope you float ashore with these ripples to my humble request? nimal dunu