Colours

Imagine crystal worlds where,
Inside a prism’s sphere,
Names are colours, sparkling;
And no room for any darkling.

A place of Truth and Love,
And Consciousness above,
Where the light of revelation shines:
Where thought with heart alignes.

Countless light years gone, away,
Yet your fickle mind may stray,
In half two eye blinks each,
Where no ship can ever reach.

Only the soul that shines far and clear,
Above, beyond of doubt and fear
Shall boldly see this blessed realm.
So be watchful – at the helm.