I TRIED TO DESCRIBE RED​​

I tried to describe red to you

and the deepest blue of the ocean

and sunset orange

but you could only see in black and white.

 

I walked with you through bird-laden forests

and by babbling brooks

but you couldn’t hear the melody.

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I whispered the breeze to you:

bubbled over with the joy of paddling in streams

but you kept on your stout coat and stout shoes.

 

I tried to colour your life

with laughterand inspiration and hope

but you couldn’t catch the dream,

you preferred everything grey.

I talked of the warmth of the sun

and the warmth of friendshipbut

you weren’t prepared to take the risk

and kept the blinds firmly down.

 

I tried to share my Lord with you

but you couldn’t understand

the colour and the sound of his love.

 

I searched for the key to your heart

but only Jesus knew where it was kept

and he unlocked the door.

 

Now I hardly see you.

You’re busy dancing barefoot in puddles

and singing through forests

and painting love in vibrant colours across your sky.