Colour


Colour is but a rainbow,
or the twinkling of the stars.
Perhaps the freckles on our faces,
or the gold deep in our hearts.
Maybe the crystals of a fountain,
or the rippling in the stream.
Yet it could be all that’s shining,
like the world that’s at our feet.

1973, January

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