Rainbow of Love

I have lived most of my life in the world of black and white, not understanding the variations of gray fog that hovered low to the ground between the two extremes.  Black and white are absolutes.  I was imprisoned between the two monstrous monoliths.  Neither black nor white represent reality.  It was in the gray fog where I found the door to world of color.

Yes, I had to wander blindly in the gray fog for along time. 
Yes, I was lost and disoriented. 
And yes, I lost faith in my creator.  But then I felt the doorknob.  

I stood before the door for a very long time, paralyzed.  I was not sure what would happen if I opened the door.  What would be on the other side?  Would I be safe? Would I live?

Standing for many, many moons before the door, I finally built up the courage to turn the doorknob.  The door blew open with colors and music.  And, I was transformed.  I saw with my own eyes the brilliance of life. Not only did I see, but I was seen.  I was witnessed. I was forever changed.

This brilliant vibrant colorful me cannot survive in the world of black and white.  I must forge a new path on the rainbow of love. I must walk this path with those I love, or  walk alone.  But, one truth is certain, I must continue to walk.

Door and Brick, #3021

 

(c)2009 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.

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Details: May 28, 2008; Canon 20D; f/16 @ 1/500 sec; ±0 EV; ISO 400; 70mm.

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