Colours of the sun
So bright it blinds the vision
Left, only indecision
The colours never seen
The truth is never gleaned
As colours glow about her
Her blaze becomes a detour
Her blaze that so diminishes the sun
As winsome ways of mind become undone
A whisper in your head says revel now
Spread your arms out wide and take a bow
Responsibly, the signs are on the rise
You welcome back the world with brief surprise
Well, that was fun. I can't say I'm that fond of it, though. So, I tried, again.
The colours of the sun are never seen
Beneath the brightness, colours unforeseen
But brighter, still, the wonder that is She
Her colours masked beneath calliope
The guise becomes Her brightness as She sings
Of sacrificial altar and of kings
More colours than a rainbow radiates
More threads than in the tapestry of fates
I give up. I just really liked the title alot. It suits what I would like to say today as I sought something new to say.
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