titanium white

to me

you are white paint

a chance to start fresh

to cover old marks

from lessons long-learned

you lighten and brighten

never empty, nor void

you are all the hues

disguised in a simple form

you soften sharp edges

blur the lines of old wounds

never erasing

but teaching the eye

where it should move

you make space

for creativity

a chance to feel empowered

open and waiting

to receive all of life’s palette

you’re rarely just white

the light

brings out different tones

alabaster porcelain ivory

timeless as ruins

carrying stories of their own

gold in the morning sun

silver at night

to me

you are anything but simple

a hundred shades hidden

in what others call white