People of the brightness of the sun
He said he saw me as "colored"
I said I am the color of the light in the sun.
I am a people of the color of the brightness of the sun.
All colors, all light.
The flesh on my bones
absorbs it's goodness. I accept it's energy
the sun embraces me
every-time I greet his rays.
We people of the color of the sun.
Sun-soaked gods and goddesses
We are protected by the divine,
even in moments of quiet curiosity
and inward depths.
In unknown dimensions
we are still held in the palm
of the divine.
Children of the sun
of beauty
of light
the color reflects sun information
cosmic vibration that is absorbed
by us people
the people with the warmth of the sun.
Earthy eyes rich with mystery. They tell no lies--
People of the colorful sun
we speak in pure
Harmony as one.