White Light Poem by Sandra Newitt

We place white as the purist colour, this poem is the study of the darker side of white as well as the recognition that white is all colours reflected back

Written at a low time in my life struggling with a depression I found myself suffering after the break up of my marriage.
White:
on the whole we all consider ourselves to be 'good' people; how could we live with ourselves if we didn't?
However we all recognise that non is perfect and we all make mistakes.

Black:
For your spouse to be able to climb into bed with you having been out with a lover their heart must be in a very dark place, indeed in turmoil
Grey:
When you mix the two; the justification that the betrayer reconciles to themselves: 'my wife cut me out of her life'....'the unappreciated work horse'...'I've lost touch with ME - what happened to MY dreams? '
The confusion of the betrayed as they feel they've done nothing to deserve this, and search their character for all the mistakes they made to loose their loves attention - self blame

Light:
The truth is, life is not black or white it's not even shades of grey - it's made up of colour - bright beautiful colour.
All we need to do is open our eyes and heart to this, but too often we hold on to the grey within our souls and miss the dance of colour in the day light about us.