RAINBOW BLIND

In a world
where sight is but a dream,
there lived souls who saw
through bright hearts.

They felt the warmth
of the sun's embrace
and painted life with
a gentle grace.

Yellow, a shade they could not see,
but in their minds it danced so freely.

A color of joy, of hope and light,
it whispered secrets in the night.
Through their fingertips they traced the dawn,
with each touch a new day was born.

The scent of flowers, the taste of spring,
in the essence of yellow, their spirits sang.
They heard the laughter of the breeze
and felt the hum of the humming bees.

In every sound a shade so bright...
Yellow lived within their vision.
For though their eyes were closed to the day,
their hearts knew yellow in every way.
A color unseen, yet deeply known.
In their world it shone brightly.

Warm like the sun, shining on your face on a crisp September morning
Feels soft like leaves of sage when your fingers are exploring

Smelling of freshly mowed lawns during a hot summer day
and young stems on a Conifer tree in the middle of May

Sounding like Celtic music as the violin weeps into sound
or the rumble of a stream as it rolls over mossy ground

It tastes like spearmint but also of citrus discovered from a lime
Such is the colour of green. Its lively warmth, simply sublime