These Colors of Life

"Color me life" Self portrait Sikiliza  (June 2017)

Lead us to the cliff with our feet tittering at the edges

Feel the wind blow a cold sting on our cheeks

Our minds lay bare to bottomless indulgences of love so intense

Our bodies filled with intimation of unfamiliar and unexpected longing

Dreams flooded with delightful and endless possibilities

Gloriously tasting the prospects of what seems like a path of happiness.

But alas both feet sink on the ground fast and hard

And we stir to the sudden and shattering sensation

Some call reality

And the mist starts to clear as fast as it crept in

Revealing a grand and elaborate illusion

of what could be…but isn’t.

What remains palpable is the heartache

While musing on the purpose of such cruel intentions

Let us learn that we are not numbed from hurt because we live.

So color us oh unrelenting life

Thankful you picked us as the canvas

Of this your masterwork.

With strokes, etches, ridges, rich hues and shadows

And deep textures that often dent and hurt us mercilessly

Drawing blood, wounds that will scar us

Also serve to give us shape depth and tenacity and consideration;

That we are at the essence of it all, ALIVE;

Perhaps we can hope to flourish once more.