You’re favourite Hue

You used to know me. You knew me when I was Iridescent, and captivatingly bold My colours were valiant, Demanding their presence Amongst any dull horizon. You saw my light, But since you prefer a calmer hue, You dimmed me. You used to know me. It wasn’t the version you first met, It was the version now jaded, Plagued by Consequences. The aftermath of A once brave light now turned fearful. Charged Luminescence then Turned Dull, muted, Weakened to the ambience you felt Safe to bask in. The kind of light you enjoyed Coming home to. You knew me then, But not now. Vibrant hues reawakened Bright, bold, but humble. An artwork made of all the Sunlight and storms from the Years that came before, No longer hidden From the clouds that refused To give them residence. Saturation deepened By their perseverance to Be seen. And for that, I can Say it was worth something.