Ever since he was a boy
The colors swirled within his head.
They’re let in through his window eyes
Sirs yellow, green, and blue, and red.
Depicting a world within his mind
The light is all his eyes can find.
Behold the wordless storyteller
And the formless Fairy Feller.
Through his veil you’ll never see
The true form of reality
A Life in Poems 