Gold

Gold because I shine glimmering hues when I am no longer trying to be someone I am not.

I radiate these tones when I use my voice to speak vulnerable yet powerful words that make others feel less unknown.

The golden glow casts across my being as I smile writing what flows from the heart. I am not the kind of gold that is bought.

You can look and see the gold of me, my authenticity, but do not gaze. I’m not a toy for play.

Gold light, it shines and it shimmers,

It does not dim in the shadow of the other.

It does not fade from what another says is true.

I've never been much of a box type. One could never press and fit all the imperfect parts of me within.

I am more of a golden light beam, turning grey uncertainty or dark despair into a state of aware.

Everyone has their own colour to share. I share mine passionately, encouraging them to dream, to dare.

That gold shimmer you notice from time to time, it's you, it's there.

My unique expression, GOLD, is helping others seek their colour-full self.

Dipped in gold,

This type of karat is unique.

The centre stage

Is me.

I am not top tier,

I am just no longer in fear, of being a dimmer colour that I am not.

Radiance in calling my own shots,

Daring to be free.

Not a primary colour,

I am bold and I am steeped.

Light is no longer filtered, or weak.

Gold because I am choosing myself first. There’s no race that I need to win to receive it, to be it.

I’m not the ritzy kind that you see in expensive earrings or polished china.

I’m the variety that shines through the window at dusk, not afraid to show the possibility of a new way.

I’m the defined hue who has chosen to get to know myself in the face of others telling me what to do.

I no longer carry my heart in a chain around my neck, but rather embodied in the gold inside of me. It has been set free.

Mesmerized by the presence I now hold,

Because I am bold,

I am gold.