BLACK
Black is beauty. I dance with black, I sing with black. Black touches my feelings and fills my body with light sparkles of colors and a mist of an unknown sea dancing blue. It carries me high into the silent, open, dark night. Black is all around me. I fly high above to a place of magic. Black is my courage, hope, and dreams. I fly with black each night, and there we dance the color of sparkles and sing the wing of dreams. Black is beauty. |
Stephanie Smith Denver, Colorado, USA from the Denver Community RC Newsletter |
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