Blue/Grey/White

Blue the silent cross we bear,
the gravity of trial;
grey the robes of our despair,
our bids to reconcile
all we hold as dear and true
with struggle and affliction;
white the sorry residue
of vapourised conviction.

Blue the solemn countenance
of deepened hopelessness;
grey the steadfast, knowing glance
of loyal openness.
Grey abiding in the dark
for a hand to hold;
white the tiny, potent spark
from which our hopes unfold.

 

This is my 90th post, but who’s counting..?

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