Particular Poems for Perfect People

Gray is the Shade

My life is no where near
the peeks I have blindly looked upon
longer than I should
have ever been able to endure.

Gray is the shade that I have
feared, loathed, and ignored,
the place where uncertainty yields
dreams which have been beyond my courage.

Walk into it
as if each breath lies in its midst.
Dive into it without thought or expectation.
Drive through it collecting all its wisdom,
joy, and experience,
for at its end is the reality of a vision
only unconscious calmness can conjure.

Happily ever after is fleetingly right-now
and a straight line running through
my center and on toward a fuzzy haze.

Remember the rainbow in its spectacular
glory of colors and in its translucent
nature pleading "look here, come here."
No longer deceived, remember
the result of each approach, look down,
then proceed.

by Josh Obusek



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