Cleanliness A Poem by Jeremy Matthews

For whom the end shall wash away. The pain is perpetuating disdain turn and face the pain no matter how rough; life flows on; the spring of life is clear to all if you let it reflect it will direct to light because all color is a reflection of light in the river of time even in total darkness all color is within blackness but it doesn't want to reveal itself. Just so all color is in white but it reveals itself all at once facing your true colors is to let the river wash the pain and their is no stopping the path of flow in the purging river light of fire.