Poetry

A New Color

I didn’t realize there was a color like that Another permutation from the primaries It’s not so much my favorite if You ask me But my eyes don’t see what Heaven sees I must admit I am blind to most of the rays I am limited to appreciate what I can hold But I’m excitedly reaching out to mystery To enjoy this color that’s better than gold I’ve found not everyone will share my joy I fill silly explaining the quality of this hue How does one explain color to the fearful? But I’m content with the joy of me and You #db