A raging red root sunk deep within the sea, tangled twine to iron shine courage to be
Above rose the roaring sun, orange aglow to life below all being one
Into the sky a lion proud, yellow gold new and bold I AM it cried aloud!
Green arms raise their hands in praise, holy holy holy love in their gaze
Their blue faces sang forth, with words and praises sung east, west, south and north
The lion bowed and heaven cloaked in indigo mystery, shining numbers and shifting shapes what is and could be
A violet fruit was born sweet, and was given to those who seek
to eat and plant seed; and is sown into the night, each a sparkle pure and bright
to guide the weary to the light
LCLTD
