Colors: Confusion of the Church-Goer’s Purpose

On a busy Missouri street, we saw a small throng

huddled around a church’s front door.

Was it a funeral or a wedding?

We ogled and stared, but could not find

conclusive evidence to support either possibility

of it being an event to celebrate life

or to mourn death.

They were primarily black-clad,

but their faces were bright.

Were they waiting for the coffin or for the bride?


A friend, whose first home was India, said,

“Black is not appreciated for big functions in India.

How many colors are there? You must make use of them…

for weddings especially.”

But we were still not sure

what that group was all about.


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