Tuesday, October 25, 2022

"...yellow...'

Yellow

Yellow is the color of the sunshine, and the warmth we feel on special days
Creativity and happiness, yellow against the bluest sky
Yellow the aspen leaves quake and tremble and whisper autumn's peaceful song
Leaves dropping now like snowflakes, gently falling and covering the forest floor 

Yellow is caution as we know it, dark side too, cowardice, vainglory
But then look at that blue
Pestilence, and the color of loved ones jaundiced from brokenness
Look again the contrasting colors, yellow and bluest blue, a whistle to look up and live, 
a short time in this season
Yellow so many times the fear, overcomes
But then look at that blue
Look at that contrast, hope's surprise displayed on the canvas of a fall morning sky and in life

Yellow the ferns that once were green, spreading fragrance through the trees, bowing now in the autumn breeze, but will come alive again
Yellow an enthusiastic goodbye to the leaves, soon will be brown and then wintering
Optimistic they sleep to spring  

Yellow lifts the spirits as the morning star
Call it to mind every day, mercies new, in Revelation, a grand display
"The morning star appears at the darkest time of the night
No sign of the dawn. But when it appears....
Night cannot withstand the dawn
The dawn wipes the night away.1"
"I will give him the Morning star2"
"I am ... the radiant bright Morning Star3"

"Look at the stars, look how they shine for you
And everything you do yeah, they were all yellow...
You know I love you so, I swam across, I jumped across for you
Oh, what a thing to do...4"

Yellow, Glimpse poetry, by Joe Holuta

"How wonderful yellow is. It stands for the sun."
  -Vincent Van Gogh

1. Discipleship on the Edge, Darrell Johnson. p 95
2. Revelation 2:28 
3. Revelation 22:16
4. Yellow, Coldplay, Yellow lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Mgb. Ltd.













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