Hiding in hues

I love to portray myself in colors…scarlet, purple, and black.

scarlet defines my state of frailty… 
            it highlights my need of grace
                     and that everything I have become
                               is because of God’s work in me…

scarlet reminds me of my Savior’s blood…
        that was shed to save me…
                    to atone for my sins…
                                to purify and cleanse me…
                                          that I can be as white as wool…

purple reminds me I’m a royalty…
              that I am bought for a price…
                          that I am precious, and one of a kind….

 purple heart is what I carry now…
             daring to fight though wounded in action…
                       learning that my purpose means sacrifice…

black is a mark of death: death to self…
              the darkness that signifies I should shine…
                          I like its silence screaming…
                                        the emptiness that won’t cease….

black reminds me of the past…
                  the gloom that awaited its awakening…
                                    the patience it bears…
                                                     the stillness it shares…

stain… glamour… elegance…