Bernie 

Color Grey©
rev. 14 Jun 99

Grey is just what *you* call his color,
Foolish two-legged;
When in your heart
You know he is a rainbow,
With lovely soft prismatic shades,
Even in the hour of midnight.

Simple shades of grey
Do not shimmer before the eye,
Nor have dapples that dance,
And in his presence,
To your eyes,
Even the air has color.

His breath clears your soul mist,
So he sees all your colors,
Standing so close, grey is the world,
A presence beyond color or sight.
Breathing nose to nose,
You hear choirs of angels.


He hears the beating of your heart
And seems to know your dreams.
His grey carries the blue of sky,
Tingles with the green of graze,
Silvery sparkle from your soul;
Seas of wonder, hidden in grey.