The Gift of Color

All that is anything carries a hue

whether it's me, whether it's you

Though our eyes are darkened from the day of birth

Vision is fostered through lessons of love and wellness of earth

All that is intended to keep us whole

is beautiful, abundant, and the most colorful

Never will it be justified to see

the difference in color

as a lack of humanity

Lack of me ... lack of you

of the trees ... and their roots

of my broccoli on the side

of my carrots on my plate

On the streets as we pass by

Contrasting in every which way

I see you as you feel me

No matter how dark or light the shade

always together, never the other

I am you ... my sister, my brother

So let color be the difference we celebrate and see

Let color be my gift to you as it is your gift to me