There are times our trauma rips open the sky, refusing to listen
to reason, taking our faith along the jagged edge,
with knives ready, yet we still seek the colors
in our light.
Surprised, we are drawn to the rose tattoos, blue
in the hair and loud guitars. Refusing
to accept the despair or another
tired sermon we grasp
the concert lights
and rock on
in the raw power
that we are not alone
and we’re not gonna die
Note: These guitars are very loud. Please be careful with the volume. However, I find the words incredibly encouraging and somehow the raw power fits beautifully. By the way, Jen Ledger is one of the best drummers you will find anywhere.
Poetry and Photo © Copyright 2018, ancient skies, Emerald jewelry by unknown artist, music by Skillet, fans of Skillet call themselves – panheads!
11 thoughts on “We Still Seek the Colors in Our Light”
So true about how in the rawness we still find light . In the dark and ugly there still is hope!
My daughter really likes Skillet. 🙂
Cool! Thank you JR! I really appreciate your comments. Peace to you and wonderful blessings.
🙂 You are welcome!
Thanks for sharing the exceptional poem and great music. I carefully played it very loud.🙂
Hahahaha! Awesome! Thank you so much, peace and blessings to ya.
Thank you so much! Peace and great blessings to ya.
Raw power!! Off the chain, crazy good!
Thank you Lois! I love these songs but was concerned it would be too much! So your comments are encouraging. 🙂 Peace and wonderful blessings to you.
I loved this, Nicodemas! Rock on! 🙂
Thank you Anna! I love this group. Peace my friend and great blessings to you.