Color is never the
same,
Wherever you may go,
Each place having
character,
Singing under the
sun,
For all light is like
water,
Taking all that it
touches,
Light takes on the
leaves,
Traveling through the
woods,
Light takes on the
flowers,
As it touches every
garden,
The rocks and the
mountains,
Lend light their
strength,
And the palette of
colors,
Combines to form the
song,
As the song of light
in Europe,
Speaks of history and
culture,
The art of living
love,
And the style of
loving life,
The light within
America,
Is diversity in
unison,
As many come
together,
In forming something
new,
While the light of
the Orient,
Speaks of ancient
secrets,
From the first beat
of a heart,
Unto love surpassing
time,
While the light from
each star,
Contains a little of
all things,
For it passes through
the universe,
To touch our very
souls,
And from the heart of
God,
These waters pour to
us,
Quenching every
thirst,
As the heart sees all
light.
