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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