TRUE SELF

TRUE SELF

And so
I tried…

tried to ‘paint’ a
picture of my TRUE SELF.

I set the pallet—
squeezed enough paint…
a dab of every color
waiting, waiting
for the brush
whispering, “hmmmmm,
which color shall I dip
into first?”

Suddenly—
all the colors
began to say,
“pick me first,
oh, pleeeease pick me first.”

I stared at the
blank canvas.
How would I begin?
Where would I start?
Who am I?

Just then the pallet of colors
fell.

Oh, yes—
AND upside down.

I cried out, “NO,”
but
it was too late…

or was it?

Maybe it was the
most ‘imperfect’ time

and it echoed, “YES.”

I picked the pallet
from the ground.

ALL the colors
seeped into ‘ONE’
another.

I put the brush
down.

Here was my TRUE SELF—
a splendid array
of color.