Life In Full Colour

Oh how I thought,

How I thought those thoughts would never come,

They were lost forever.

If only, it was that simple,

Simplicity of just being, living, experiencing.

How I thought,

That if I only allowed myself to feel, life would unveil.

But feelings cascade like torrents,

Rushing, overwhelming, inescapable.

How I thought,

That joy would be pure, untainted by fear,

Yet joy dances with sorrow,

Two sides of the same coin.

How I thought,

That love would lift me, unwavering, strong,

Yet love bears its weight,

A tender burden, a beautiful struggle.

How I thought,

That peace would follow acceptance,

But peace is a fleeting whisper,

Elusive in the cacophony of life.

How I thought,

That if I embraced vulnerability,

Strength would rise from within,

Yet vulnerability exposes rawness,

A path to true connection, fraught with risk.

How I thought,

That time would heal,

Yet time is a trickster,

Blurring pain but never erasing it.

How I thought,

That in the stillness of night,

Answers would come, clear and serene,

Yet night deepens the questions,

Shadows dancing with the unknown.

How I thought,

That life’s beauty lies in certainty,

But uncertainties paint

The vivid hues of our existence.

How I thought,

That if I just allowed myself to feel,

Life would unveil its secrets,

And maybe, just maybe,

I’d find simplicity in the chaos,

And clarity in the storm.