FROM MY SHADES OF GRAY

Waiting for the morning dew to descend;

for the Sunlight to pierce it through

and pour droplets of color over my hands.

Waiting for that liquid crystal that holds the truth!

I want to contemplate its beauty

that sometimes feels so unreachable and so nude.

May I be the rain!

May the Sunlight that comes shining afterwards

decolor all my stains,

and instill in my soul the vivid colors of Its reign!!!

D.V.

03/14