I Don'T See It

This poem is not about what is written, But what is not written. . .or said They say there is beauty all around me, all colorful, all bold And that I just have to look. They say, The world isn't all grey. "Just look behind you and you'll see it!" "There is color right before you eyes!" But I don't see it. To me the grace and beauty of the world is unwritten. I just don't see it now. ~Sofia Alexis Shteyngolts~ For Constance La France ~ A Rambling Poet ~'s contest The Unwritten