Rebirth in Black and Purple

Black and dark purple

Fade to lilac and grey

Simple, but representative

Of change

Like the rising sun

Though colors not the same

We trace the roots

Until we find

Ourselves awed

By the richness of

The soil in which

Knowing's plant grows

Not a sunrise

But perhaps the sun died

And this is merely

A rebirth

Soft purples meet amicably

With harsh blacks

And lovely greys

Chat with moody purples

Growth and shining pastel

Sunshine

A rebirth of ability

And a step

Towards an alien

Planet's

Rising

Sun

Imbued with magic

With hope

With dark shadows

Fading to smiling shades

The click of purples

And gloom of darkened mists

Mingle with smiles

That take your breath away

And the fade, the fade, the fade

Is not a rising sun

It is not the sun that rises

But the new-birthed one that does