Haiku Of Color

The sky swells with light.
The rainbow can't hold it all.
Light is pure color.

The red burns to earth,
searing the ground to yellow.
Regeneration.

The blue strains upward,
reaching for the indigo,
mating with the stars.

The aurora swirls,
color blending and touching.
Feel cold on your skin.

Orange and yellow.
Succulent fruit of the sky.
Sweet juice falls as rain.

Indigo blending
with the dark grey storminess.
Electric white strikes.

Night has its color.
Bats can hear the night colors.
Listen, you can too.

Sunrise and sunset,
the colors can change daily.
Wait and see them all.

Life is colorful,
if you are allowed to see.
So open your eyes.

I absorb the green.
Green is the ultimate life,
so I crave the green.

When the blackness comes,
open your eyes and observe.
You are still alive.