Sometimes, you have to separate the colors to see the teardrops.
There were only the great diamonds and sapphires and emerald mists and velvet inks of space, with God's voice mingling among the crystal fires.
All colors go together,
Rainbows are full of love, peace, dreams & hopes.
I hear a butterfly singing when you’re the brightest band of colours on those fluttering forewings to send love closer to me with a pulsing promise; as you become its heart beating through those miniscule veins From the poem- Token of Life
Colours exist for me as entities in themselves, as metaphysical beings.
