Proud Imperfections

I wrote this a long time ago. I believe I was simply imagining a better world when I was writing it. A world that may or may not exist, or maybe only in the eyes of a dog or someone out there.

I stand in a universe filled with colors.

The bright and dark shades fill in the gaps

To complete the picture.

A second universe,

A place far away from this one,

No color is visible to the naked eye.

The gaps and imperfections stand out clearly.

Everything in black and white.

Nothing can hide,

There are no secrets.

Every aspect of this universe is there,

Waiting to be found.

No mistakes cower behind an innocent color.

Everything makes sense,

In a black and white world.