Just because every leaf & stem, n all the greenery of foliage- Twist up to the sun; Doesn't mean some flowers won't still bloom in shadow. Don't discredit a blossom in the dark- Though the light hits the leaves, the truth of each petal Is privately dispatched, Through each color- and in each shape
All your cards are black, And all your thoughts are white. All the colors you see, Are found in an old movie. This pallet of thought renders you blind. The world is made of many shades, Stop thinking in one hue. And think of the entire spectrum, That is screaming out at you.