No greater disservice to humanity has ever existed than the attempt to lump people into categories of either good and evil. Colors bleed into each other and create beautiful complexity, wouldn’t life be boring with just black and white or red/blue/yellow?
Blended Duality
White cup and saucer containing black coffee,
Gleaming, milky porcelain, glazed protection from the murky acid.
Yet still the border it concedes. Stains.
Brown.
Fear… scratching, clawing through the darkness. Seeking.
Capturing space, ever wanting more.
Love… radiant streams, expanding light. Merging.
Gray.
My innocent heart, coursing optimism through red veins. Passion.
Bleeding through the crevices,
Deep blue waters, filling broken cracks. Reconciled.
Purple.
~Trista Blouin
Photo © 2016 Trista Blouin
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