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          On a day of grey skies and a drizzling rain,
          we met an old wizard on pondering lane.
          We asked him: “Please show us a world where we see
          how people are living their colours all free.”

          The old wizard smiled as a rainbow appeared:
          "Look at this bridge in thousands of colours
          of thousands of droplets of water, so clear.
          It leads to a world to our eyes the most dear:
          the colourful show of the dance around gold.
          But these colours will fade, and the bridge will not hold.
          Now close your eyes, and open your ears:
          flow with the colours of life you can héar."

          We closed our eyes and we opened our ears...
          Then the tiniest sound, to our souls the most dear,
          appeared from a depth, both far and so near.
          A magical melody, painfully light,
          opened a world all honest and bright.
          Music was in us, around us, between us.
          Feeling a truth like it always had been us.
          Thousands of sounds in thousands of colours
          in thousands of droplets of being, all part:
          colours of life flowing straight through the heart.