Cosmic Colors

For the longest time, I'm not quite sure what my favorite color is. 

So, I just answer "madami" when someone asks of it.

But now, that I heard for the first time the color "cosmic orange",

I think I can finally put to words my favorites. It's yellow, but no, it's not yellow. It's orange, but no, not orange, it's blue green, but no, not blue green, its army green, but no, not army green. It's cosmic. The cosmic versions of every color. The colors we see in the sky; the colors reflected by the oceans and rivers. The ones we can't fully describe that would retain or contain the ethreal beauty when spoken. The cosmic versions of every color, leaving us awestruck with how creatively majestic the Creator behind them.

I've heard cosmic orange for the first time, yet it is certain that it has always been one of my favorites.

Confession of an Unknown Writer

 

I'm in the season where I need a reminder that though my pieces and works as a writer were never acknowledged or seldom commended, my worth as a writer is and will never be demeaned. 

And I know God heard these little cries of why nobody appreciate my pieces, so he kept sending people from time to time, especially when I'm questioning my worth as a writer, to remind me I have, indeed, talent in writing. The recent ones, though, I didn't expect to come from the prominent ones. 

But please don't have the wrong idea that I only write for attention, because, that's a hard NO. In fact, even when nobody appreciate my writings, I. Will. Keep. On. Writing. It's just sometimes, I go through phases like that because who in the humanity doesn't? And please, don't commend my writings just because you read this, because if my writings really impressed you, you should have told me that already.