Gray is a Rainbow Color

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By Megan Raby

True red, true orange, true yellow and green.

Blue.

Purple.

And wedged between—

Gray.

I held faith once and thought it to be a rational and tangible thing.

“You have to have faith” he cried. “You just need more faith” he repeated.

So I asked for more faith and forcibly saw only the antiquated rainbow colors—

Certainly, there was no gray.

Gray.

Doubt. Questioning. Doubt. Questioning. Unanswered and unanswerable. At times.

These questions.

“Don’t question,” he said. “You just have to have faith” he repeated.

“I think,

I think I do,” I said back.

“I think I do have faith, and I think I do have

to question.”

You see, in the gray is the humanity and the quest.

The gray permits uncertainties,

And I, I have uncertainties.

But I, but I see this gray as a valuable member of the rainbow—

Much like the body sees the brain as valuable, for do you even exist without it?