The Colors of Virtue
On Victory and the Unveiling of the Soul
On Wisdom and on Loss
The Colors of Virtue
Love
Courage
Truth
Love is the summer sun, bright, warming.
Love is the rising moon, beautiful, inspiring.
Love is yellow.
Courage is clay, molded by hand, hardened by fire.
Courage is blood, given freely, spent dearly.
Courage is red.
Truth is the sky, overarching, all-encompassing.
Truth is the sea, ever present, ever returning.
Truth is blue.
On Victory and the Unveiling of the Soul
Each of us holds our true virtues in our soul.
Hidden to others,
they are the colors of our selves.
When we show our virtues,
we take them from our souls
and show them,
a little at a time,
through word and deed.
The one whose words and deeds hold the greatest virtue will find the joy of victory.
The one who hears such words will find the way to greater virtue,
slow though such a way might be.
On Wisdom and on Loss
If our soul
carries less than our words and deeds,
we can feel virtue falling from us in tiny pieces.
Victory is not always everything.
On some days we must value victory.
Other days we may swallow our pride and learn.
Sometimes a man wishes to pretend at cowardice, to avoid a harmful battle.
Sometimes a woman wishes to deny her love, thinking to spare her lover from greater pain.
Sometimes we lie.
These things cut the truth from our soul, and we lose a little each time.
When we pretend
to be weak,
or foolish,
or uncaring,
slowly,
we become those things.
We lose a little each time.
