Colours of the wind

You know everything

about faraway lands

You've heard thousands stories

with beautiful ends.

You've seen once

what hidden should stay

You discovered breath-taking things,

I admit, but there's far more you may

Have you ever seen dancing petals?

Listen! Wolves're crying to lonely moon.

Have you ever whispered to stalks of grass?

Try to find treasure where mountains loom.

No land could surprise you, once was said.

Oh really? How foolish that sounds!

Even wise dawn would laugh

at everything you've just phrased.

Look around you, what can you see?

Green grass, calm blue sky?

There's more than this.

Run wildly through the woods

Roar from top of your courage

How high can it manage?

Touch the bottom of deepest lakes

And maybe you'll find

what your heart tries to say

Paint with all those colours of wind!

Draw everything your soul wants to see

Listen to your inner voice drowned by a fear

Or do you wish to stay blind till the end of years?

Take it...Take the brush...And just live.