A FRANK TALK ABOUT THIS COLOR THING
DO YOU CARE ANYWAY ABOUT MY POINT OF VIEW
I have pondered the matter
from the perspective of color itself
from the perspective of the feelings that color bring
from the aches and pains of colors of love
to the depth of pain of loss
and trying to consolidate the heart of another with the
heart of mine
I traversed the universe
Trying to convince you that what I have to say
MATTERS
IN THE END
NONE OF IT MATTERS
WE LIVE OUR LIVES AS PEOPLE
ACCEPTING WHAT WE ARE
HAVING OUR OWN OPINIONS
OUR OWN POINTS OF VIEW
OUR OWN WAYS OF ACCEPTING US
WHAT WE SAY MIGHT NOT BE
WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR
THE WORLD IS COLORS AND NUMBERS
WE DO THE BEST WE CAN
WHY DO YOU EVEN ASK
YOU ALL KNOW THAT THERE WILL ALWAYS
BE GREATER AND LESSER OPINIONS
ON A PARTICULAR MATTER
But then
AS A CONGREGATE
ALL THESE COLORFUL OPINIONS, VIEWS, AND
SOUL SEARCHING EPIPHANIES
HAVE BEEN A BALM TO MY SENSES
ALL REACHING DEEP TO DISCOVER
WHAT WE ARE MADE OF
THE AGGREGATE OF ALL OUR WORK
AFTER ALL
IS OUR CREATIVITY
HOW MUCH OR HOW LITTLE
IS WONDERFULLY BESTOWED UPON US
WE SHALL EMBRACE
WE ARE ALL ONE COLOR
ONE LIGHT
BURNING BRIGHT
I HAVE FOUND JOY IN THIS ADVENTURE
MY SENSES HAVE BEEN TITILLATED
COLORS HAVE A NEW MEANING
I AM MELLOW AND
ON A NEW SEEING EYE JOURNEY.
About the Creator
Novel Allen
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. ~~ Rabindranath Tagore~~
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