The Prism

where others see schism,
I see a prism
where others say definite,
I say infinite
you blind, the light by name
not realizing that it's all the same
swirl together the material light
and in the end, you will unite
you draw a line, between black and white
blinded by, your own gift of sight
when will that sweet, pure day come
when we find we're all part of the spectrum
look beneath the color of skin
feel the oneness from deep within
you are me and I am you
at the core, this is true

-saurabh varma

Copyright 2004 Saurabh Kumar Varma