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Shades of the Mourning Sun

The Spectrum of Infinity

By Alexa ShumockPublished 5 years ago 1 min read

The rainbow swirling within

is all you've ever known,

it's how you've always been.

You spend your days alone,

connect with others

by mixing with their colors.

Seeking solace from this prism,

a black hole dwells inside

from all the pain you hide.

Surrounded by vampires

who drain your energy,

throw off your synergy,

and stifle your flame.

Yet you shine on, forced to obey,

dreading every day you try to belong.

Everything is so black

you're scared you'll never come back.

Seven colors control your body.

Return to the root in red

so you don't wind up dead.

Orange ignites your passion

and makes you a godly lover.

Yellow gives you confidence

to relate to one another.

Green helps us find meaning,

who we are is in the heart.

Blue gives us our voice

to bridge the space of the void.

Indigo guides our third eye and intuition

so we may Be decisively.

Violet is Knowing,

connecting with the Spirit,

can you hear it?

Have you remembered Me?

I am your divinity,

your friend and your enemy,

the essence of duality.

I am the best and the worst.

I am the Universe.

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Alexa Shumock

Certified female adventurer. Zen druid. Full-blown renaissance woman.

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    Written by Alexa Shumock