Garden Of Pigments

Like stars above the ground And roots beneath the earth Our own is somewhere found And has its value and worth The wings of thoughts fly free Through words that come in sight For the minutes that settle to be Inspirations from a risen new flight And every time we feel our way In hours of morning and nightfall With feelings that inside there play And give us the mode of their call The deep sea and oceans around A sky giving longings to more Reaching your roots and beyond Faraway hills to further explore The dreams that crave our taste Garden of pigments to embrace Extension complete and emplaced Life’s expressway and ambsace And every time we feel our way In hours of morning and nightfall With feelings that inside there play And give us the mode of their call