From Where Color Flows

To let love flow and know that it will be, Where-ever we’re a mind to look and see. To let truth be a part of all we do. To face what is because we know it’s true. To cease to judge the character of all, and graciously attend to big and small, The details that are here because we are, without such great concern for how or where. It matters not how yesterday was done, It matters not because it now is done. It mattes not the color of one’s soul, But just to know from where the color flows. To that belong to live a life that shows, That we do know from where the color flows.