shone in a blinding blaze
Crashed headlong into a prism
split off a billion rays
The Violet is your softness
your need to be protected
A thinly veiled maxim
stating that it is you who empowers your protectors
In similar terms
your delicate shoulders
have been saddled with the gravity of hope
Their delicacy makes the load light as lavender
The indigo flickers in your tears
accentuate the intensity of the miracle of your being
What of the blue?
What of the sadness
The cold
from which we shelter you?
The purest of hearts
give warmth like a hearth
I see the tranquil green
Color of forests
unknown to society
The peace unseen
We've been given Serenity
and made Serene
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