The Gift of Color

Born into a world of black and white...

They always said it was 'My way or the highway.'

Don't look 'outside the box'...

There's nothing there for you, except

Black,

Nothing.

Stay in the box

Only if we stay inside this box

Only if we embrace the white

Will there be peace, joy and love.

Don't look outside the box.

Don't acknowledge the black.

It will consume you and

You will be eternally damned.

Before long I caught glimpses of gray.

Shadows of those 'outside of the box'.

Why would they be cursed

Just for living 'outside the box'?

Especially if they did not know about the box...

So I threw open the box!

I jumped headlong

Into a world full of blinding color.

Such beauty to behold!

The vibrant sun in glistening gold...

The gifts of color in

The blue sky,

The green trees,

The rainbows...

But soon I discovered black...

Raped.

Pregnant.

I tried to return...

To the white comfort of 'the box',

Only to discover...

It too was black.

Judgement.

I was no longer good enough

To live 'inside the box'.

I sat awhile,

Just outside the box.

Gray. Shame.

Then flooded

With new colors...

My son in blue.

Love in pink & red.

Strength in my new

Feminine energy...

Purple.

I've discovered that color

Is a gift.

Life is not meant to be

Black or white.

Life is richer,

Deeper,

More meaningful...

When we live

Outside the box

In color.