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
