White Colour

A lost soul ebbed off to the lord's abode,

Enquiring, "why white is the colour of heaven?"

Why everyone fears the dark, but embraces pallor beauty?

The doe adorning with golden wings of woye,

Isn't red the colour of love, yet the emblem of love,

Moon is white! Stars nitid with silvery smiles! 

Clouds of snow knitting parallel dreams in ether,

Ivory weaving the heart with feathery palpation,

Listening all this, placid eyes twinkled with amusement,

Gazing at the soul with admiration, he mused, hmmm,

You are piqued, you are brave, for not following the pace of world blindly

Listen my child earnestly, God worded out the esoteric panactare,

The soul ears perked up, eyes bulging wide,

You could blend in the world with white, 

White is thy grace, thy purity, thy wall of life, pristine,

You could either craft the wall with love divine, or discraft in inky storms n tides.