
I would be light
- I’m told all colors melding
become iridescent,
white
I would be black
- They say all colors running,
streaming,
become one
Connecting to you and you and you
Loving indiscriminately
Caring overwhelmingly
A meld of rainbows embracing the world-
Becoming?
All?
Ahhhh
All is unnoticed (even the rainbow is refracted)
A morass of invisible,
light only visible through what it reflects,
Dark demands context;
do I yearn to be unsought?
A generalist may be
universal, which is impossible,
but also unremarkable
See me!
What shade is missing?
What is my hue?
I too would be
Distinctive,
Chosen,
Seen
About the Creator
B Sedgwick
Author who founded and facilitates the vision of Spirit Moxie, little things that can change the world.



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