A Lighter Shade of Grey

grey eyed girl

 

A lighter shade of grey her eyes were,

No quite solid steel, no exactly misty sea,

And under the ochre shadows of twilight

You could even mistake them for green.

But grey they were. With golden specs,

Like a dream weaving gleaming fetes

On the lashes of an awaken sage.

A lighter shade of grey her eyes were,

And on them all the possibilities of the world

Shone, like a stained-glass window

In a medieval church -all that she could be,

Could achieve, imprinted in the hues

Of her eyes, grey as a foggy morning hiding

Summer buttercups under its ethereal arms.

A lighter shade of grey her eyes were,

Looming a dimension not quite here nor there,

As if she could walk amid realms,

Time and space opening their gates for her,

For her own magnificence, for she was ready

To burst and light up the sky with the sheer strength

Of her one true self. A lighter shade of grey her eyes were,

As she dared to unmask at life’s shimmering masquerade,

Stamping with bare feet the

Status quo’s empty, wrecked shell,

Allowing her soul to absorb it all,

Transform it all into the template etched

In the light grey of her eyes, no quite metal,

no exactly bright, taking in the world and its might.

And she, of the lighter shade of grey eyes,

Claimed the globe as her own. And made it shine.

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karembarratt

Life Coach, Interfaith Minister, Independent Celebrant, Author, Workshop Leader, Poet, Mother, Wife, Pet-Owner, Human Being.

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