What if I could paint on water

What if I could paint on water,

on the immense canvas of transparent paper?

The colours would dangle itself up,

creating the dilemma of a hueish pub.

The red would blend with the yellow.

And, would have a teasing twirl like a willow.

No shape, no form, no certainty.

Just meant to give the aspirer a feeling of a Deity.

When the waves shall come,

no differentiation of colours should be done.

All would be same, no matter black or white.

But, I can assure you, there would be no more mental fight.