The Colors of my Spells

Black

is the color

of a counter-curse

and blue is a shade

of forgiveness,

the book of spells

laid out.

But it also noted

I can find

my own meanings

in the colors

I feel

deeply

in my aching bones.

So,

while my skin

fades to purple dusk,

mottling into the color

of wisdom,

I color my intentions

and

my body becomes

the spell

and I cast it,

to the wind

and away from here.

I leave

through a green door

of freedom,

and clothe myself

all in the white

of new beginnings,

and I dream up

a new color of courage.