Power
Yellow
What a yellow
Through the pain, I see your passion
Your pain is alive and boiling with juice
A warm winter soup.
Your green is there, do not be fooled
There is life in those soaring joints.
There is a pulse, a flame guarded and unshaking.
Yellow
With will, with work, with joy & warmth
And the innocence of curiosity.
Green
With fresh air, the unique signature of the heart.
How I can be free.