chromaticity

hiding beneath the hindering light
out of my sight
they waver beneath
crying in delight
half-heartedly i look them up
shook them up.. as if in fright
myriad colours...
on a journey of abundance
sighing with every breath
these colours of delight
what i seek ..
is the colours devoid
of flavour, of passion
of wisdom and kinds
the colour of darkness
forgiving in its cry
i seek .. i peek at the
colour of the blind
and then i find
the colour divine
of beauty, of passion,
of freedom, of fight..The peace,
within the white..
the morning.. after a long night

What's the story morning glory... ;-)