Color is but an earthly thing Which serves to darken light Of its very nature Lessens the purity of light
Color in its many shades Sets things against each other Yet without the light, they don’t exist Nor rest on one another
A brightness in its purest form Has no place for shade Nor can the spectrum ever show From whence this brightness came
A brightness in its purest form Has no place for shade Nor can the spectrum ever show From whence this brightness came For at its source lies peace and love In kind we’ve never known Except but once before we came And again in time when way is shown
Color comes to those who look And love is yet to be Brightness comes to those who love And do not look, but see