Life

The stages of life from my perspective.

Green, Blue, Brown, or Pale-

Windows through which you see.

The first time vision felt so free.

Color did not make the change.

With every blink, a world far from plain.

A green leaf from nurtured soil.

 

Things with wings, feathers-

So much texture.

Artistic minds would be the kind

Ideal to make passionate volcanoes rupture.

But a stem grown of naivety is not enough.

Understanding eyes must be tough.

 

Shadows bring sudden realization-

Darkness creating eyes wide open.

The color. The wings. The texture.

All innocence lost, gone, forever.

But hope still exists.

A white flower blooms.

 

All-knowing of who you are-

Finds you love in other stars.

Self identity and purity.

Acceptance leads you in the hands of another,

With open eyes and rupturing volcanoes as hearts.

A white to red flower; wants turn into needs.

 

And with every petal that falls-

Love burns higher.

Sets on fire.

And even though age grows-

Feelings from the heart become

Facts the mind forever knows.