The Valley - Primus

Once there was a land that lived in fear of seven goblins.

The goblins fed on color.

They plowed the valleys and climbed the highest mountains looking for rainbows.

And when they found one, they caught it in their lassoes and sucked the colors

up,

filling their bellies with its bright liquid.

Only one place in the land had never known goblin fear;

a hidden valley called the «Valley of the Rainbow,"where great arches of color

were born.

There, the animals lived in paradise

Where visible light that casts forth the colors

Reflecting in eyes, the world all around

Where spectrums can fly in the face of creation

Rainbow ends touch the ground

The folly of those who gorge upon moments

With more than their share of what we hold dear

Be leery the fool that wrangles the rainbows

Filling the landscape with fear