The hues and tints of my long life are
ecru, eggshell, cream, vanilla--
the dirty dishwater colours
of an unsure soul struggling for identity
and a modicum of stability
as my little canoe is battered by the waves
of this expanse of wet wilderness
beyond the capabilities of my fragile craft.
Now turn on the spotlights.
Those unsure off-whites refract the light
through prisms I didn't even know I had
and now even I can see, and say:
colour me brilliant and beautiful.
Red, yellow, blue—
these are just the beginning.
Read the colour wheel in all its combinations
to glimpse the harmonies and euphonies
that define me.
I sail in my untippable canoe
through all weathers,
wrapped in my rainbow.
Musings blog: http://www.scenesfromthejourney.blogspot.com
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