Zero Thousand Hue

Somehow we like to read our's best
somehow we like to, i must confess
Somehow we like to read our's best
why.......... ?  why.......... ?  why......... ?

Somehow we like to write our words
though other's are beautiful, they perturb
when they catch us off our guard
or we think the writing sounds absurd

Thoughts like rainbows come and go
his is yellow and your's is gold
their's is mellow and her's is scold
Can you see the Big picture unfold?

God looked down and saw the Past
piecemeal rainbows that could not cast
the truest form lies further - another
adding to your's and now add another

You, like God some times might see
higher, bigger, unboxed and free
all the colours contained in view
an endless rainbow of Zero-thousand hue