Yellows

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.