A Beautiful, Yet Puzzling Exchange

April 19, 2010
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No longer does yellow fill my mind.
No shade of yellow can describe
What you did.

You filled my mind with
A harsh pink,
A burnt orange,
An indignant red,
A brooding purple,
A pensive blue,
A rotting brown.

A perverse rainbow.
This is what I receive?
Retribution for giving you my yellow?

But just as I reach
A dead black,
I am filled with pure white.

Grateful, I ask
"How do I repay the Giver
Who gave this to me?"

"Give to Me," He says,
Your pink,
Your orange,
Your red,
Your purple,
Your blue,
Your brown..."

"And finally,
Your black."

To Him, I give.
From me, He receives.
To me, He gives all things.
From Him, I receive.

A Beautiful, Yet Puzzling Exchange, Indeed.

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