Color

A Story by Brie

What is the pure and true definition of color? Is it more than just a reflection of light? This piece was inspired by an assignment I had in my English class the other day. The story that the assignm

Color:

What is a color? Is it more or less of a reflection of light? Could it be a glimpse into the world of pure delight?

A color is a perfect reverse dive into a shallow pool of inevitable feelings. Color is a glimpse into the divine nature of humanity, and a breath of the fresh air of an average life. It is unity, but also division. It is love, but also hatred. If you are a person who is so lucky as to see the color in life, even beyond its literal terms, then you have something incredible within you. You have a flame of adventure and admirance, of wiseness and judiciousness, and of knowledge and truth. You have a talent, in which many don’t. If you can look at something mundane and humdrum, yet see the beauty and intricate design within it, then a very special form of man you must be. The gorgeousness-beyond-words of a simple branch, blade of grass, sunset, combination lock, glittery bow, or any other seemingly mundane object is only a scratch to the surface of the meaning of color. Color isn’t something everyone can see, especially not with the right set of eyes.

© 2017 Brie

Author's Note

This piece was inspired by an assignment I had in my English class the other day. The story that the assignment was based off of was a short story that my teacher had written. His work made enough of a mark and inspiration for me to create this short piece.