
In the past, I chose not to allow them to color my world
The shades of dark purple and deep browns cause shade to the sun
In my heart, it is tender and full of bright yellows and brilliant reds
Looking back on those moments I found I was not correct
Looking back I realized I was wrong
My sensitivity and tender heart never grew
I hid from that which caused hurt
I ran from that which would cause my growth
The dark shades of purple and the deep browns were ultimately
Necessary to my growth
Sadly, the deep colors I had put off for far too long
Came in heavy and the pain of accepting them brought tears
But something strange happened
My tears washed the purples and browns and mixed them
With the brilliant reds and bright yellows
And the painting of my life filled with definition and deep understanding.