Infinite Spectrum

Infinite the shades of spectrum streams across the universe.

Only to be told for a moment of what color it should be. Named only in its solitude.

Vibrating frequencies in flow constant shifting shades. Obscure it might seem when not seen for the grander whole.

A magnitude of posibilities of intersecting color is what is truly beautiful when we let go of past and future into present.

But why do we always need to pick and paste, the name of color it should be. An insecurity of acceptance in what possibility might bring.

A further expanse of perspective that might stop a stagnant flow and force it to move through the grand array of worlds that make up this diverse experience.

And when the greater whole spins around as a rainbow umbrella the. appears the magic of a white blank canvas to create anything on but that everything is a part of.

If only we can reflect this light to be seen for what it truly is. Beautiful.