The Heart Chakra

This morning I brought shades of spring back into my room with me on a morning so rainy it reminds me of home

bright orange and mild yellow hues sit up in a vase singing sunshine into my life again

this happens often like blues

In what ways can I answer to the world when I am unable to answer to myself

a melancholic blues how open you must have had to be to feel the worst case of them

blues same as the skies ahead, yet nothing compares to the color that reminds me of a first love

green was my grandmother’s favorite color and now it is mine

In the Pacific Northwest the trees breathe their best into you and this is where it all started

emerald city tugging at my heart strings responsible for every affirmation processed through color to come every high quality thought that I once called anxious or random

Green is the same as a city I could never run from it showed me heartache could be a lumpsum to describe it in feeling, my heart will forever sprout its color.