How Fortune We Are

Fate plucked the chord of my retina.

It tickled as bubbles do on their way to heaven.

A plethora of jitterbugs blinked away the darkness and emerged in daylight.

The veil retracted, revealing true poetry.

I stood in an incubator of dreams.

Of trees, leaves and all pretty things.

All had a physical presence, greeting me with a hum of essence.

I heard them before, as one hears echoes in caves,

Here now, stood a multitude of shades.

I stepped through a doorway into a city where fairies buzzed with business.

I had never known the wide expanse of richness.

All brothers and sisters under one sun.

Like a newborn butterfly, it struck me at once,

This spectrum was celestial, and I was a member.

Green was vitality bathed in originality.

I realized colours were like people.

Unable to be contained in a box.

The green of a pear is unlike that of a grasshopper,

But all shine together in one cohesive dance.

The sun orchestrated the spotlight, giving all a chance.

I had felt red heat, but never did I know it could smile at me.

Each tree knew the movements,

Every blade, every shard,

Added new rhythms,

To the bird’s songs.

The wind was the backbone to all their might.

I saw yellow, I saw white.

Each colour and bee,

Shifted in glee,

Unbeknownst to me,

There was a world at my feet.

Where pink craves the warmth of orange,

And teal twirls tangerine in a private scene.

I learned that a flower is not an individual,

But a cohort of ethnicities hand in hand.

I saw the subtle flicker,

Of purpled edges on water’s wedges.

I saw the faint sparkle that coats the world,

And I realized,

That's the colour of silver and gold.

Overwhelmed, I lay down and was comforted by the womb.

The skin of our mother,

Dark brown and supple,

How beautiful she is!

Unlike any other.

She had variation,

And each was part of the equation.

Randomized yet handpicked,

I wondered, who had planned it?

I looked at the sky, so sacred, so high.

Amidst a world of vividness,

I thanked fate for this melody.

How wonderful a stimulus!

It doesn't get more perfect than this.