Coloring Right

I'm gonna wait for you

I'm gonna color
while I wait for you.
Turn the sky pink
and Earth orange.

I'll paint trees purple
with black flowers
blooming berries
blood red.

I'll make birds white
and the rain green,
dried brown flowers
hanging from the walls.

I'll wait for you
as I color
this world.

Color it so bright,
so alive,
so right. 

On my birthday in 2022, I found myself nestled in a charmingly rustic Airbnb in Michigan, surrounded by the silent majesty of a snowstorm. My lover and partner at the time ventured outside to chop wood, leaving me alone with my thoughts. As I gazed through a wide, clear window, the world cloaked in white, I felt a wave of inspiration wash over me and penned this poem.

"I’ll wait for you," I mused. But what was I truly waiting for? Even now, I'm not entirely sure. Perhaps it was a yearning for a life more vibrant, more vividly colored, and undeniably alive.

Have you ever felt that deep, soulful longing for a life that is brighter, richer, and more worthy of living?

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This poem is from my poetry collection, Die with Me: Surrendering to Suffering.