The effervescent tinge of life flowing through the veins of humanity,

a sign of living through a world that emerges from chaos ever so gracefully.

What lies beyond what our eyes can see is infinite in the depth of our mind;

a landscape of all shades of color, and the scents equally odorous and powerful in their own right.

The strength of their evoking nature not felt by those without such an imagination.

The fierceness of several red and thorny rose bushes proclaiming their energy and assertiveness for all happenings unjust.

The calmness of purple violets that search for the gentle soul that sits underneath such hateful passion; acting as a civil advocate to calm a raging sea.

The creative abundance that is embodied by yellow sunlight; shining hope and light into a world of the ever-growing darkness.

A presence of striking blue forget-me-nots perched in a nearby flower bed, basking in the nourishment of their faith throughout the roughest winds.

The colors of imagination can be any selection of the brightest ones we know and love.

The challenge of these words is to see what imagination lies within each of us.

The color of imagination is not the same for all humanity.

In this time of global tragedy may we all try to find peaceful hope;

the sparkle of a gentle word with the most passionate sincerity;

choosing to find our own colors of humility.