Todays grey in the month of May
Yesterday I saw red, peace was dead
The day before held no war
A sunny yellow
With a fit of giggles and a friends hello
So then when I look at my week
I can’t help but widen my eyes
Nothing is lost
It’s far from bleak
It’s a cycle from black to white
A life of changing colour
Spirit leading the way
Ever creating my soul at play
So when the greys turn to black
And the blues to green
I can accept the unfolding of life
Gods perfection i’m seeing.
