The Gift of Color

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Meditating on the Gift of Color
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Look up at the end of each day,
You will see the vibrant orange, red, and yellow,
As the colors seem to peacefully say,
Goodnight to everyone below.

Turning from a dark blue to midnight blue,
And before we fall into a peaceful, restful sleep,
And look at the moon's yellow hue,
We are again reminded of the beautiful colors before we sleep.

And as we rise, we see the vibrant wonderful colors once again,
From flowers to the birds, and on the faces of the loved ones we see,
To the beauty that each day gives and reminds us once again,
The precious gift of color, that each day we are blessed to see.

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Satyr61Satyr618 minutes ago

Really really beautiful. Intoxicating.

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