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My True Colors

A Divine Flow

By Jae DivinePublished 5 years ago 1 min read

Feet planted firmly, red in my eyes,

I am grounded with no disguise

I am planted without any fear inside.

Bright red shows, clear beneath nothing hides.

It simmers up to a deep orange that burns with creativity, words and flows pouring, kinetic-ly

As I empower the creation powers that are inside me!

Letting it stream like yellow beams of bold light

My power not to be mistaken for might.

Confidence shining like a yellow sunflower that was graced with light.

As that shade shifts in to a deep green love, an open painless love

The green sweeps me away on a course that leads to

A crushing blue

Urge to say what I mean, say what I need.

To speak clearly without doubt or fear

I pull more near it turns into indigo then I just know.

I know without seeing just being.

Because this color is showing me to finally see more than just what is in front of me.

In a flash my crown is purple dripping open in awareness I’m completely swallowed, never again will I be without color, or hollow.

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