Hervé Sabattier en Poésie, Inspiration, Poetry HR Corporate Consultant - HR Interim Director • Maurel & Prom 19/11/2016 · 1 min de lectura · +700

Colors


Colors

















Come dream with me on my journey

Come to my tour along the day

And see all the colors unfold

As we travel around the world


Come see the yellow desert sands

Riding a camel to Oman

And the brownish red stone that stands

In sunset on Ras Musandam


We will wonder why the scrapers

Are diamond silver in Dubaï

And how the selfish tall towers

Grow pale blueish to reach the sky


We will awe the tiger’s splendor

In emerald forests of Burma

Or in gold and red Singapore

In the sunrise of East Asia


Through blossom of the cherry tree

Whose pink flowers free from burden

We will see snow on Mount Fuji

As we walk in Kyoto’s garden


In lagoons of pristine islands

We will swim in crystal turquoise

And feeding her right in our hands

We will shelter the sea tortoise


Then we will sail to the deep blue

And meet offshore the great blue whales

To be the sharers of their rue

And give them wind from our sails


Down the purple Aconcagua

We will dress on like the Quechua

With rainbow wool of their lama

And haired with mauve jacaranda


When the journey comes to an end

Back to your home you will give me,

Smiling, a rose that you gardened

White, pink or red and will ask me


Which is the color of my love.

Depending, like a piece of art

On the painting put with your glove

It takes the color of your heart




Hervé Sabattier - November 2016