Prism

The more I look at this one sentence poem, the more I understand how the words we choose can reveal so much about who we are.

This is indeed how I see the world — not in black and white, and not just in the shades of gray between those two choices. I love colors: their variety, life, warmth, and depth. How they can blend and blur.  So look below and tell me,  how would you answer the question?

Prism

Prism

When I’m asked How do you view the world?
I squint a bit under the bright lights
looking for the crimson of her scarf
and answer “Through a kaleidoscope.”

One thought on “Prism

  1. Annie April 20, 2015 / 9:55 pm

    The world passes by with the speed of a slow-moving train and I am comfortable watching.

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