Colour

Here’s an epiphany,

Wouldn’t it have been great,

If horses were red,

The skies pink

and the elephants yellow?

And how would the sun look

if it were purple,

And if black was all that is mellow?

Would the changed world

still have its appeal?

Or will all the beauty,

The changing colours steal?

Is there a colour factory

that churns out these beautiful shades?

Or is it just the way these things are made?

But then, why,

in this rough crayon masterpiece

drawn by a tiny learning hand,

the rules of heaven are rewritten?