Purple
What are you?
What will you become?
A dance across galaxies, timelines, hues meeting the edge of perception in unspoken perfection
Purple
Who are you?
A collision of crimson and ocean
Blood and sky
The royal flush of my skin turned velvet and sage
Blood and mind
Purple, my mother wrapped me in blankets of your knowing
Knowing I was both king and queen
Yet unsure of how the world would see me
Let me be your medal of honour
The one given to those of us
Brave enough to go
Where no one we recognize
Has been allowed to go before
Purple, it was your courage
To be blended, multiplicitous
To bear more than one crown
To wear on your sleeve
Truths as of yet unspoken
Your boldness to become
What needed to be seen in order to be real
At a time when to be real
Was to know one bled purple too
Without a cure in sight
To remedy an endless sky of fading lights
Amen
About the Creator
Ella Olga
Just trying to figure out this whole being a human thing. I don't know any better way than by sorting it out with words on a page.
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