Indigo Sorrow Saffron Joy

In the midst of a saffron reverie, my tissue paper dreams caught on fire!

Blazing in hot red-orange bravery! Then scattered swirly- ash funeral pyre;

Settled in an indigo mood unsavory; like a leaden December sky’s icy mire;

Mourning rose colored art knavery, which only joy of pure hope sets afire!

Sweet lavender prose mean slavery, to they who Wisdom’s words desire,

Pure white ideals more than savory; expressions of guiding light to inspire!

And apply in earthly browns every, Holy Heavenly thought worthy to aspire!

Rhapsody rainbows of intense reverie, words meant to change world’s attire.

 


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