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When Violet turns Red



When Violet turns Red
then my robe gets ruined
My being's tinted - I see but can't be seen
In my hiding, I wish I weren't though

I sank and my feet grew cold
'Have I lost it all', I asked -
no one for I was just a mirage.
I could mend this robe
I could seek for help
I was covered in deep shame
too ashamed to come forth
So I stayed and sank even deeper in my lost self
till I got tinted to my self too -moi aussi!
And then did the Violet truly turn Red.



This piece was inspired by the great psalmist David *Psalm 39
It's about how we get into sin and wallow and plunge in self denial and guilt and how we fail to see the light of redemption because we think we can't be accepted and redeemed again or that how sin is too great to be pardoned.
 We however fail to understand the fact that, God loves us and only want us to accept who we are and HE will help us. Until we give up on redemption,  the Violet is never actually Red.

Violet a symbol and color for Royalty while Red here symbolises Death.

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