Chasing the Rainbow

I dance on the edge of reality,

Balancing on a tight rope that changes color as I grow.

As I change and heal, blue brightens to green,

Inspiring my path towards a lighter existence.

As I suffer or flail, it deepens to violet.

Often it hovers between the two, capturing the depth of my grief.

It sinks into darkness when the fear makes me hopeless.

I call my story Dancing with Death.

Even as I strive to live my fullest possibility,

My dance partner walks with me, reminds me what to cherish.

Now, as I am learning to thrive,

Learning to move through the world in humor, with grace,

The dance becomes enthralling and beautiful.

And I become the rainbow on a tight rope.