Long ago in the days of
Tin Pan Alley—that was when popular music lovers were still buying sheet music
and the latest 78 RPM records. Our subject “True Colors” reminded me of a song
titled “The Night that You Told Me Those
Little White Lies.”
Here, today we have been
able to hear your thoughts (and/or maybe confessions) about True Colors.
Certainly there may be a
liberal (no pun intended) number of patriotic red, white, and blue references
as well as our tribe’s Rainbow flag palette.
Shame and guilt-ridden as
I am, my dominant thoughts promptly unearthed a lifetime of lots of little white
lies and a few under the heading shady black. So many that it is very difficult
to recall when and if any true colors of virtue stand out. I can’t recall when
I had occasion to show those True Colors. I don’t believe I am alone in this
category.
Think which were the true
colors when you were confirmed in a faith and didn’t really know what all of
that stuff was about, but maybe you were cleansed of everyone else’s sins, or
swore secret allegiance to some quasi lodge, fraternity, sorority, high school
clique. Mind you, I do not disrespect the various Orders’ goals; it is just the
way we obey. True Colors where are you when needed?
Of course true colors are
always subject to slight adjustments or reinterpretations as the times and
circumstances demand.
Did you have your fingers
crossed way down deep at your wedding? True colors prevailed with pride
(depending if it was unintended) and love upon the arrival of the baby girl or
boy. Color me pink or color me blue—lavender came later.
Final reason for the
showing of true colors, one of celebration and liberation, after a long
struggle finding our way out of the blackness of many closets, the Coming Out
we all rejoice in, with the True Colors of the beautiful rainbow.
© 29 February 2016
About
the Author
No comments:
Post a Comment