Yin Yang

I entered the room. It became yellow with my presence.

Yellow, the color of warmth, hope, renewal, was going to be mine to create. I was honored with this task.

I waited to meet him, my opposite, my Yin.

Gray swallowed the space and then withdrew halfway.

Our union was life-sustaining balance.

– Written for Shapeshifting 13 (#49). Color Yellow and Photo Prompt. WC 52 – I misread and used too many words. See the reworked version for official entry. Photo by Hostel Golly Bossy by Studio Up.



Author: LearaWrites

I am a stay-at-home mama, a voice actor, an artist, a photographer, and a writer. I love animals and the ocean. I have an AA in Fine Arts and a BA in Psychology. I am an observer, a storyteller, a dreamer.

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