Colors flinging on bare screens

Azure washes and magenta tides.

A new life being born

Crescent strokes and dashed stokes

Clement skies, a new world

Grey eyes wallowing with

New emotions. No one thought that

Monochromatic pictures of grey

Botches of white and black streaks

Could be beauty.

The deep grey eyes saw the world

In black and white

So she created her world in colors

And took everyone's word

For its godliness.

Those grey eyes, soft as velvet

Yet as forgiving as wool

Held within them a creator's pride

And a sufferer's confusion.

Our world sees in color

But perceives in black and white

So some saw one

While others saw the other.