white is colourless

That night I couldn't sleep,

I looked outside my window and the sun rose,

a ray of white light came in,

so bright so white it made my eyes weep.

This light passed through the glass,

it split into different colour,

each colour for a different flower.

Each colour so unique so fresh,

each had its own brillance and spark,

each flower had grace when it danced it leaves over us a mark.

But we want all the colours together in one,

or keep trying till we get atleast some,

what we don't understand its just no fun,

thats because when colours combine they turn into light,

this light not colourful but white.....