Colors True
by Poet t.l. sanders
Like something you've never seen before
Or so it seems
The beautiful unknown is… knocking at your, now, open door
Revealing a glow which you know is subconsciously adored
But too often ignored
This Christmas gift wrapped is you
You're taken aback
Cause there are two options
One: You could run
Purposefully leaving open the door just in case you wanted to take a field trip to nostalgia
To spy on that memory,
The moment you refused the deed to your true destiny
But don't fret cause what's left,
You see, is still loved
Option 2:
You
Wait
Watch
Cautiously touch twin’s mirror
You hope that this part of you stays
Brave
Honest
Strong
Confident
Heaven sent
Fire-Your eyes not sad, not timid
This instant Intelligence your posture attests expresses no limit
In you…
This you
Is a fighter
True colors shining through are Brighter
Think the sun
Now go brightest
As bright as the brightest star discovered by man, like Sirius
Yeah… Serious. The brightest star discovered by man is named Sirius
Greek for scorching
Go brighter--Torching
Go brighter--Touching something that makes daylight seem like night
Like the lightest light lifting limitation allowing liberty to linger
Linking the larks lullaby to the lives before your eyes
Don’t ask, “Why?”
Just go brighter
No “might" or "wait let me think"
No!
Don't think for one wink that you depict anything which personifies weak
Know!
That you already are the brightest star that man has never met
And introduce yourself to yourself
Lose yourself from steel shackles that
Start to Starve who
You are
Shaped to their demands
The real crime is they don’t mind their blindness
And fail to see the difference between iron ore and diamonds
See, they don’t get that one needs a diamond pickaxe
To extract iron ore
For
Diamonds are more than ore
And you are more than diamonds
That reflection that hides beside your door
No longer dies outside anymore
It lives inside you
Denying every attempt not to allow your colors true to shine through
You are more
Than iron ore and diamonds
More
Than the limited mind of science
More
Than even the discovery of giants,
You are greater
infinity
times
two
At least
So people can't mine you!
Not a single piece of that which defines who
What
When
Where
How and the other questions on these tons of quests that you will at best outlast
For you
are timeless...
Remember
In this world of shackles
It's your job to seek out and find you.
Look at Option 1
But choose Option 2
About the Creator
Poet t.l. sanders
As an educator and member of the National Writing Project Writers Council, Poet embraces the value of our shared stories. Whether he is public speaking, teaching, writing/breathing, he has a passion for empowering people.
Poettlsanders.com


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