White is hope to return to Genesis purity
While holding a mirror in your hands
Blue is nothing but what flows from the sky
The unuttered color of the Beyond,
Heaven and angels among the hidden beauty of flames
Hanging  in grace like a golden line
In the most persistent mighty sun
That is, the drowning last shades  of sadness
And the beginning of the celestial  and fleshy food
The unwritten landscape of order and love
Shaped in thousands of marvelous fragrances
The unprecedented and expensive wine of ecstasy,
That lingering endless standing in reverie
Before the almighty power of infinite life
That impulsive greed to share and give
After fears are gone and solitude lies bound for ever.




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