Colors of Myself
I'm white as the snow, quietly falling, new, blanketing to form a
new terrain of my life.
I'm red as the blood that flows quickly and furiously feeding
cells as I produce new pain, fear, and anger.
I'm blue as the ocean, too deep sometimes to even explore my
I'm orange as pumpkins during a season of shedding my old
leaves and preparing for the cold chill of my own heart.
I'm yellow as the sun's rays, making my life warm and full of
I'm green as new leaves begin to sprout in my life, bringing
hope and meaning to a world that does go on.
I'm brown as bark, protecting my roots that feed my soul and
help me to reproduce living among myself.
I'm black as night that brings ending to allow for new
beginnings, without having the light to guide me.