Making sense of the discombobulated rainbow,
mis-takes we might have made along the way,
still life can lead us back to the Spiral Path
that rises from the grave we made.
 

Red is for the fire set
to protect presumed authority
and the precious, precious integrity
of a manufactured identity, to amass
a mound of assets, driven by fear-fueled mentality.

Red is the color of the falsehood put forward
to defend the prefabricated life presented
even as one revels in, then repudiates savored savory
shadow self, twists and turns so many dreams to ash.
 

Orange is for the higher life we let
slip away, forfeiting authentic creativity
not to mention our shared responsibility
to bring forth promised potentiality
and enter into an expression of full vitality.

Orange is the color of self-abandonment
and falling on a sword of sacrificiality, choosing
a path of systematic reduction, losing, losing, losing
touch with our role as recreation pioneers.

Yellow is for how we denied our power,
running in circles afraid, moving to superficiality
focused on lesser things, holding fast to insecurity
paying too little attention to the sign of our irritability
within and settling instead for a syndrome of incivility.

Yellow is the color of avoidance, devoid
of connection to what always mattered most,
indicative of how we so quickly abandoned post
at the slightest hint of reaching full capacity.
 

Green is for the grotesque and gobbly goo of jealousy
and our mutual refusal to honor true st things, purity,
the wanton eclipsing of fullness and life force energy,
the killing off of kindness, compassion and generosity,
the shutting down of gracious gifts and receptivity.

Green is the color of denial and a willingness
to hold one's breath in full defiance of the judgment seat,
a dishonoring of the way of life and love, very heartbeat
of creation cut off through self-loathing and rejection.
 

Blue is for the lies we told, truths unspoken,
for the fast and furious flow of irreparability
set in motion by a rampant incommunicability
and a diabolical disposition of partiality,
our futile war against life's indivisibilty.

Blue is the color of the sound and fury
born of a sinister silence and a flat refusal to listen
to the call of life and respond in kind, to hasten
to honest speech with conviction and a call for clarity.
 

Indigo is for choosing blindness, the wisking away of clear sight,
a brash denial of our play of light, dimming ourselves to imperceptibility,
stemming the tide of life and flow of Spirit with a stiff rigidity,
an adamant refusal of passion and insistent inflexibilty
that cut off cruelly our natural intuitive capacity.

Indigo is the color of a purpling presumption,
a power play of rejection of the wisdom path,
an unfocused perception of reality and a persistent wrath
born of self-favoring, a narrowing from near-sighted pride.
 

Violet is for forgetting there is always more,
fixing ourselves to false centerpoint of immovability
by choosing disconnection, division, and dichotomy
rather than living within an unfolding unconditionality
life-gift of an ever opening and expansive unity.

Violet is the color of a muted and clouded confusion
that comes from false certainty that is resistance to the way
and love is what's lost when we do, do, do or say
we've found enlightenment and hold ourselves hostage.


     Earthbound, there is a way to rise, to rise, to rise
as the rainbow resplendent we were meant to be.
To begin, we allow the river's flow and see that we
ourselves are in formation, informed by life, meant to live.


Red redefined is our security found by trusting life.
Orange as it's meant to be is expression and vibrancy.
Yellow is strength, a golden glow of positive power, efficacy.
Green is a life of love allowed, a beautiful accepting.
Blue is truth, simplicity, a soulful synchronicity and honesty.
Indigo is seeing rightly and an openness to insight.
Violet is clarity that comes only from being on the way.


     These true colors of who we are
were meant to shine as one, to join the Lord of the Dance
and recombine radiant into a rainbow rarity
that leads us into a splendid double helix joy.