Hymn
I’m glad bananas are yellow.
Pink bananas only grow in Oz.
Black coffee drinks right, the same
goes for tears pooling clear, grass
inching green and blood bleeding red.
Yes, but blue blood runs below the veil,
not out here on the surface of things.
Humbling yourself to the colors this
side of the rainbow brings a kind of peace,
one done pretending, one poised
to say grace for things as they seem, and are.
The humbling of choosing to take off rose-colored glasses and see in Truth…resplendent!
Thank you!
Things that make you go hymnnnnn……