Sunday, January 03, 2010
Saturday, January 02, 2010
The colours of my faith
My faith is of colour green, but it is the green of the grass and leaves
My faith is of colour saffron, but it is the saffron tinge that the early morning sunlight has
My faith is of colour black, but it is the black that a starry night in the jungle has
My faith is of colour brown, but it is the brown that the tilled earth has.
My faith if of colour white, but it is the whiteness that snowfall brings to a land, sombre and elegant.
My faith is of all these colours, and I will stand by them, fighting against trespasses that you and your kind make, in the name of false gods and their false colours.
My faith is of colour saffron, but it is the saffron tinge that the early morning sunlight has
My faith is of colour black, but it is the black that a starry night in the jungle has
My faith is of colour brown, but it is the brown that the tilled earth has.
My faith if of colour white, but it is the whiteness that snowfall brings to a land, sombre and elegant.
My faith is of all these colours, and I will stand by them, fighting against trespasses that you and your kind make, in the name of false gods and their false colours.