Inked
Inked
Like ink stains paper,
So does memories of the heart
I wonder what colors have stained mine?
Red; burning passion
fired by the childhood dreams
That someday
My writing might inspire another child
To do the same.
Green; the color of earth
The color of traveling on foreign soils
And the bright curious green
Of other cultures
That I long to explore and discover.
Off white; the crinkled
Freshly printed
Pages of a book,
Which takes me
To faraway lands,
New adventures,
And lead me to discover new things
About myself and the world.
Blue; true blue
As true as the friends I've made
Some lost, others gained
And sometimes regained,
But all have given me
The companionship
I needed
To learn to be
Myself.
Brown; reminiscent of roots
Roots such as my family
Who have taught me
How to learn
How to grow
And how to love.
Pink; generally a romantic color
But means much more
Than the skin-deep hues
Not just love
But love for humanity
Charity
The hope that drives humanity
And the desire to spread it
Fills my veins.
And perhaps
Most fully,
Yellow; pure joy
The joy of writing,
The joy of reading,
The joy of meeting
Unique people
Everywhere I go.
The joy brought by friends
The joy brought by family
And the kindness I see in others.
But mostly
It is the joy from
God.
The God
That gave me life
And inks my heart with the beautiful colors of the rainbow
Every day.