Ayla Nereo Colors
When life comes to center
It enters as hope
Chosen to tremble
And walk on this rope
We are born of another
Of all this entwined
Show me a temple
I'll show you a mirror
I pause my reflection
Be rippled and puddled
Turned by the whistle
By sign still uncovered
I wait to be patient
Impressive and bold
Cold with desire
I try to let go
Speak me now
Speaking me now
Speak with me now
Move me now
Moving me now
Move with me now
Pick up the pages
Let em fall open
Pen dancing paper
Made ages ago
Truth in the poet
His bridge clear and pure
Don't ask what love is for
Made to do, made to do (x3)
Look at the colors
Look at the world
Speak me now
Speaking me now
Speak with me now
Move me now
Moving me now
Move with me now
When love comes to center
I hear it is told
Return with the wheel
As a colorful spoke
And life is the cycler
And all this the road
And I am in love
With the colors of your soul