Humankind in Color

We are an Infinite spectrum. Morphing, mutating, never static. Waxing and waning, a tide of colors, as mercurial as the wind. Gliding among the populace as though an illusion of gender, darkness, light, flesh, blood, and bone. Existing by wit, love, struggle, and calculation.

Speak to experience will you? One cannot, one SHALL not, if they do not inhabit this cloak of color...colors. Many and varied.

Brown, white, black, female, male, hybrid. Listen to the whispers of your soul, lean into the genetic pull of right and wrong, right the wrongs. Love, and be loved by oneself to crack the chrysalis in which we are contained before rebirth.

Birth and re-emergence is the trauma before reward. Dilating, stretching, expanding. Allowing morphology of soul, mind, and body. The color is red.

The embrace of knowingness, the embrace of self, the embrace of change, a path of actualizing. Warm, comforting. The color is orange.

Living your truth, walking with and among others, sharing yourself, and others sharing of themselves. Finding yourself, finding your people. We are kin. The color is yellow.

Assimilation, confidence, one with you, one with me, one with the web of life. You cannot steal this joy. The color is green.

Twilight of the heart and mind, settling into identity, acceptance of self and others. Melded into the life we now know. Together, yet apart from those who would dissent, and unyielding to that energy. The color is blue.

Sweetness of life, love, self. A mellow softness of time passed. Change, more change. Full circle realized, and the twilight time comfort envelops. Who are we? We are us. I am me, you are you. The color is violet.

The spectrum is complete...or is it? The basis of the rainbow, yet every minute hue in between all of those. No lone hue ,shade, or color. All form one color.

White light, radiated by the sun, the human spirits of Those Who Love, those who are loved, and perpetuate the light within and without. The fabric of life, the energy of life and the Universe. Shake not the web of colors, light, love, or strength. Enhance the collective energy, we are uniquely the same.

Brown and black absorb light, yet are not darkness. They, too, are light of a separate spectrum, The depths of which may appear unknown, yet are known. We are they, they are we. The light these colors shine far outshines the light absorbed when kept close. If one cannot see a light within it is simply a muted glow kept in reserve to be a blaze of glory as it finally illuminates that which was unseen. I have a dream.

Colors of love, colors of perseverance, colors of darkness and light. They all lead to light, they are all made of light. Light is made of all colors, darkness, none. No colors exist in darkness, and all exist in light. Illumination is the gospel of our Universe, and is formed, yet formless.

Love is a spectrum of colors, people, colors in the spectrum. Primary created secondary, secondary created tertiary. Neutral colors are colors, outside the noted spectrum of color.

We are all the light we shine, all the colors, and yet none at the same time. It takes all to make one, thus all are one.