The roses taught me how could beauty
In orange sky of Summer dive.
The Sun is dancing through green places,
Yet blue keeps all the dreams alive.
While indigo makes cool my way
I’ve burnt the hope in purple pieces.
From all I took the sense of day
To lead the Light to my soul wishes.
And if the world could be one hour
Only a colour in my sight,
Would be The White, would be The Power
Of One, or Light, or Good, or Right.
@Simona Prilogan – Windows to The Blue