The God With Eyes That Have No Colour

The God With Eyes That Have No Colour
(October 29, 2010)


I have many brothers and sisters. My brothers are white and my sisters are black. I have many cousins, aunts, and uncles. My cousins are yellow, my aunts are brown, and my uncles are red. I have many mothers and fathers. My mothers are caramel and my fathers are orange. This is my family. We may not share the same blood, but we share the same air that we breathe! We may not go to the same church, but we are all created by the same God. You are my brother. You are my sister. You are my cousin. You are my uncle. You are my aunt. You are my mother. You are my father. We live by the same air. The children of one God.

Come out! Crawl out! Run out! Emerge from beneath the rocks! Disassemble from inside those caves! Disembark from your heavily-laden ships! You yellow man! You red man! Straighten your backs! Lift your torsos upward-bound! Let your voices ring freely towards the skies! You black man! You white man! Run and pick up speed! Fly and abound on new heights! Soar, feel the winds through your feathers! You brown man! You orange man! You man of caramel-coloured skin!

Quiver like the string in the tight-stretched bow! And then let go! Pierce the bull’s eye! Quiver! Quiver! Shake and quiver! For the power within you is great! And then fly!

Imprint. Emerge. Sculpt your face in the winds! You human of many colours! Sculpt your image! Carve it into the air for eternity’s heritage! You human who is not bound and bridled by one borderline! You human who is not traced in by lines drawn onto the map!

I eat the countries’ borders drawn neatly on the map! I pick them up and they slither together as a thing of no form! I bury the limits of man into the sands to watch them slowly die.

You man of many colors! Arise! Unfold your wings! The wings of the Phoenix! And burn your name into the skies of before, of here, and of after and evermore! Burn your name and may it be burned into the air in many colours! And may your colours be your legacy for the coloured eyes of mankind to see! And may God our creator look at you and see – a beautiful flight of fiery dancing wings aflame etching the skies! And may God feel this heat. The God of eyes that have no colour! May your colours burn and He feel the warmth against His face!


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11 comments:

  1. This is Beautiful Charity. I couldn't agree more. We are ALL created equal & in the very image of God.

    The verse in the Bible that says "Do not be unequally yoked together" is very clearly talking about believers with unbelievers, it has absolutely NOTHING to do with the color of our skin, or our blood line.

    It is just our own prejudices, ignorance, & satan's deception that tell us otherwise. Thank you for sharing your heart & heartbreak with us. You are loved.

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  2. Great post Charity. There was a very simple children's chorus we were taught in Sunday School. "Jesus loves the little children; all the children of the world. Red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in His sight. Jesus loves the little children of the world." I agree with the previous comment by Star - being unequally yoked as believer with unbeliever - has absolutely nothing to do with the color of our skin. Mixing linen with silk had to do with fabric and has nothing to do with people!

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  3. Beautifully done and you are my voice, as well - not that I need anyone to speak for me. I come from an area of the country that is extremely racist, which is one of the reasons that I chose not to live there. I have written several poems on my feelings about this. I see people on the inside, not the outside - as I've said, what color has a soul? I have loved living in the San Francisco area. I can't say that racism does not exist here but, at least, my children have grown up and gone to school with children of every culture and race. I would delight at their slumber parties when we would have a small United Nations hanging out here. Children are born free of hatred - they learn it. How sad that this is one of the things taught them.

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  4. Very inspirational, Charity! And a wonderful title. Love the line: "I eat the countries' borders drawn neatly on the map!" As old Ecclesiastes said: "We are all one breath."

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  5. Dear Charity, I believe that God loves all children. He created all of them. No matter the race or color. Your book is fascinating and shows your deep look into an interracial believes, conquering false believes. It sounds like your book is a great success.

    Congratulations!

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  6. What a passionately gorgeous piece! I agree with you completely. What is it in so many of us that makes us so judgmental and afraid of change? Imagine a world where there was only one race. The human one. What a gift that would be to give ourselves.

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  7. Hi Charity,

    What a beautiful and inspirational piece today and thanks for sharing this.
    Sorry to hear that you have been hurt by someone in your family and sending hugs to you, that you can get above the hurt.

    Have a lovely week
    Hugs
    Carolyn

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  8. Could not agree more. We are one!

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  9. Hi Princess. Sorry about the prejudices that you are encountering. Why can't we all live by your writings? It would be such a good world.When people get cut the blood is always red. When we die and pass from our bodies our souls have no color. Therefore we are all equal.
    I have come across the same with my grandson.He is partially black. We get stares at times when we go to different places.I actually feel sorry for those people.Don't get angry with peoples prejudices. Have pity on them.
    I wish you and yours all the happiness in the world.

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  10. Wonderful! ´¯`•.¸¸.♥•
    And I couldn't agree more. It is our tapestry of differences, not just in color or ancestry, but as individuals that bring a palpable beauty to this world. (✿◠‿◠)

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  11. Hey Charity,

    I'm sorry it has taken me so long to drop by! I have been missing you too!
    I see you are still writing and I am so glad about that!
    Yes, I agree with you! We Serve a God Who Loves Each of Us, Just the Way We Are!
    I just looked up and saw you have a comment from Grampy! He called you a Princess! That is a beautiful name for you!
    Keep Sharing Your Love With Others!
    Blessings My Friend!
    Jeanie

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