In the darkness there is no colour..
All and everything..oh so grey..
Isn't that one of the dark's many gifts..
and in what it has to say?
But, put the Wonderful Light on things
Oh the colours..so clear and bright
Out of the darkness..into the day
Oh children of the Light
You..like colours bursting through
When the storm starts to go
As it is written..so You will be
As an exquisite new beautiful..rainbow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I enjoy reading pieces written about color!