Colors

Have you ever, seen the color of a summer breeze? Have you ever, heard the color of the grass as it grows? Have you ever, wondered what color it was, when your eyes are wide shut? Have you ever smelled the colors of the seasons, as they come and after they have passed? 

 Have you ever, realized that it is not you, who knows the color of your soul, but rather, it is the "Others", that see your color so clearly. In the beginning, The "POND", taught us, that, the color of life, has always been, and always will be in your soul; And as your eyes, are the windows, to your soul, your soul is the color of your life.  The "POND" has always told us that living takes time, and the beginning is simply that. To understand living, we need to believe that the color of life, is in every breath, that we take.  

The "DREAM WEAVER" reminds us that the "COLORS" of the "POND" are in the song, of the, ripples of fascination. As the "POND" moves, we all see, hear, and smell the "COLORS" of life.

I think, We have seen, the rain, and the color of the rain, has the sound of the "POND". Fresh, renewed and perhaps another beginning. The "POND" will always be ours, and the "COLORS", of the "POND", are the reflection of every breath that we take.

It is amazing how "COLORS" can speak right to the soul, without saying a word. There is a truth in the "COLORS", that says the "POND" will never forget us.

Do you remember the "COLORS" of your dreams? Everything you need is in the "COLORS", of a dream, being born. Perhaps that is why the Dream Weaver, sends us so many "COLORS".

"COLORS", show the way you feel; Just as "COLORS" shower the beginnings with every emotion, every moment, of every breath.

AND THAT IS ALL THAT MATTERS........."COLORS"