So would I.
Lately I find myself asking the same question over and over.
Who Am I?
Tonight, I think I'm a rainbow.
Very much a singular vibrant rosy red.
Sometimes I'm an inconsolable blue.
Lately I've felt new growth green.
My mind is continuously contemplating Autumn's orange.
My life is purple and yellow, 2 complementary colors, but still directly opposing one another on the color wheel.
I hope the colors don't don't get all mixed up and turn to black.
Good question, A.
At the end of the rainbow lies what * they * consider a pot of gold ! but not to us that of gold but of rejoice that we have survived the chorus of bursting colours, from Black to White and all between. This journey this moment is all but the crescendo to a time when ALL colours merge to become the colour you are. ( Me thinks )
ReplyDeleteThank you for replying. x
Angelus.