The Absence of Color

The absence of [man's] color will win: white, black, yellow, or red make no difference in the life-and-death crush of existence that rocks and shocks with might but is not right! Clear and sheer-like, with stealth it comes like night in strength and power, like a deliverance about to split apart Intolerance, the racist's slight, and the mean bigot's bite. It is right; and has the appearance of soft, subtle Light that reforms the old view, and shines a vision of a world suffused with love, grace, spirit, and clear sight in hearts anew: our tribes can live in peace and soar above as One, when our disputes become one hue.