We come to you,
Angels who live in the light,
You who project forth in visible transparency –
How perfect Thy art! Thy workings!
And Thy wondrous expression!
We are enriched by the colors You bring to us,
Each throbbing variation.
We thank Thee oh Angels of purple,
Of Cosmic incline,
You who have encaptured this tone,
Holy and sublime,
Sanctity manifest on the face of a flower,
This color gives to the world,
An inoculation of High Holiness,
The regal and royal purple.
And to the associate Angels of blue,
We thank Thee also –
Verily Space may live,
In your hues of expanse and containment.
The ego you bring,
In sky or in water, in iris or cornflower.
Angels of yellow:
You speak to us of the golden radiance
Ever with hope,
For it is life itself,
In marriage to orange, so stimulated.
Essence incorporated, the bright, bright yellow,
Tells men of such liveliness as moves through them.
Dear custodians of red,
Of Cosmic Will,
The shock, the impact,
The driving of manifestation.
Thank you for blood and beetle-back,
Rose and berry.
Masters of green,
The expression of expression!
Crimson you be in disguise!
We find sanctuary in this:
Your umbrella of spirit clothed,
Proceeding in growth,
We thank Thee also.
The Angel's flesh,
Heaven's promises incarnate,
The gentle whispers of soul upon the earth,
We thank thee too.
For colors do enter in,
And impart significantly,
Each an equation in relation,
Each a child of the light.
So many hidden, not yet forthcoming,
To these we wish Grace as well,
And pray for the Angels’ wellbeing,
Who enrich the definitions of life.