There Is Sunshine

There is sunshine in the daylight, Full of spiral blue and space; Showing high tension wire flight, In the yellow white blazing rays. Through pictures and color acts, Every time when the sun will shine; Metaphors in the magnetic tracts, Collapse and burst the horizon line. Daylight we can not be without, Every morning is full of surprise; Though in darkness we walk about, As passion in time divides and dies. Can we darkness defeat that's born, From a day that is falling in bright; Where colors are dim and out worn, From shifting of shadows and night. Come without knowing and realize, How apart all the sky-rise really is; Some daydreams are nothing but lies, For sleep paints on canvas of a wish. There are thoughts the eye can't see, Full of perplexities of black to yellow; There's space of a passion that's free, Something in the hearts that's mellow.