Purple me

His hand on my head

To a room bubbling with noise

‘Purple aura’ he declaims but no one sees

My hair is black

My skin is brown

But no one sees my purple aura with its soaring spirituality

My eyes are soulful dark

My smile a tinkling white 

But no one sees my purple aura littered with my life’s obstacles

My clothes a smorgasbord of bright

My laugh described as a rainbow

But no one sees my purple aura with its too trusting nature

My walk is a glittering wobble

My disability is a blue badge

But no one sees my purple aura darkened with my fears

The purple me they do not know