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Color code

As she looked out, she thought

that one might say

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the day had tried to snare her

into sharing its gray.

What was it about

the mystique of colors

that often challenged explanation:

the eyes of mariners, so often blue,

seeming to draw their color from the sea

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and the hands of gardeners, deep bronze:

sun-browned to match the color of the earth.


each species harboring its secrets

as in the world of flowers:

forget-me-nots, at first bright yellow,

later showing that their truer hue was blue;

and a species of hibiscus, white at dawn,

turning pink at noon, and then by sunset,

changing to a bold and brilliant scarlet.

The color of truth, Gide said, is gray.

And yet, she was sure

the color of truth, too,

was in the beholder's view:

a color not pledged to stay one way -

as even the grayest

of a gray day's gray

could sometimes turn into

(by the grace of a slice of sun),

the most glittering gold

and the bluest blue.

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