Grey

The world is grey, everything, all.
All we know, see, hear , feel
exists in the colourless palette of grey
We see the colours, but experience the tones,
the shades, light and dark, the range of grey
And all of us, we?re all too glad we do.
Only white would blind us.
Only black would confuse us. 
I marvel at the beauty of your grey eye,
the grey mud showing in the snow covered landscape.
No more are the angel?s wings all white
than the demon?s wings are all black.
From the greyest clouds falls the rain that brings life to all,
with a grey epitaph we remember our loved and hated ones. 
And if not for the latter group, who would remind us,
remind us to cherish any and all fleeting affection? 
Embrace the grey I say, the light and the dark tones,
the entrance and exit colour of this world, the universe even.
Remember to paint all the colours of the rainbow,
remember to feel the shades of grey. 

Mdg, 26-2-2001



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