
did you know hope has a color? it’s blue.
like the sky reflecting ocean - like you.
and did you know you reflect an unique hue?
like a snowflake, fingerprint, blown acryclic
see hope is not hope on her own
she is birthed by lightning striking your soul
melding tradegy into all you’ve known
until necessity, makes hope, grow…
and did you know your destiny was painted?
before you came, you were created
before you knew you were, you were made
now all you do echoes the etching craved
your heart signals our cosmos constantly
in conversation about what you came to be
in contemplation of your alighting
your whole being sings, and sound, makes color
You. are. color.
You ARE hope.
did you know you are light reflecting light?
you are the daughter of the stars on high
the son of the Supreme Dreamer nigh
did you know, you are here for a purpose!
See I’ve watched you cry in the water at night
turning your bath to salt water as rite
bleeding into your pillow your soul and plight
did you know joy is still alive and well?
she’s waiting for you
sorrow does not concern her
circumstance can never condemn her
she is only Herself
a form - an ideal - an eternity
she is
and she eternally desires, YOU
You. are. color.
You ARE hope.
and colors are never themselves alone
without one all fade and dark is throned
color is simply translation of light
by your eyes, hidden while shown
It’s why you can hide in plain sight
You are color.
And I, am Prismatic
a superhero no-one can shake
Through the tones life makes
whilst blushing under the hands of fate
my super power remains
I deal - I’m a dealer
My supply is eternity named
I sling hope like dope,
encouragment like rope
I am the bridge between heaven and earth
the gateway for power and hearth
I’ve watched help descend upon every hue of human
seen darkness desecrate the Good Woman
witnessed the sufferings brought by our demons
But I tell you
The power in you is as innumerable lumens
In you, is the matrix of creation!
Know:
You are a substance that lies cannot tint.
You are a force that death cannot win.
So don’t let them -
Becuase you,
You echo light for a living.
You are color.
About the Creator
M. A. P.
I began writing at 8 years old. The intentions of my life are to grow and heal, and help others grow and heal through creative endeavors - bridging the unseen realm with the seen realm through language, music and art. LOVE IS ALIVE!


Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.