I was sitting in the park one day,
Contemplations so severe,
When a stranger came upon me —
So I tried to hide my tears.
He sat down on the park bench,
Let the silence stay awhile,
Then he slowly turned to me,
He asked, “Son where is your smile?”
I turned so I could face him,
My head still hanging low,
I said, “There are so many things
That I will never know.”
“I’m blind and there’s so many things
That I will never see.
The things most take granted,
Would mean so much to me.”
“I’ll never see the clouds
As they drift across the sky,
The smiles or the faces
As the people pass me by.”
“I’ll never see the beauty
Of the birds that love to sing.
You may think them simple pleasures,
But, to me, they’re everything.”
“I’ll never see the faces
Of my parents that love me so,
And everyday throughout my life
I’ll miss the colors of rainbows.”
He asked if I would sit with him
On the grass just for awhile.
He asked if I would trust him,
Then I swore I heard him smile.
So I sat down on the grass that day,
He sat down next to me.
He said to let the silence in,
To let my mind go free.
After a moment in the silence
He told me, “Clear your head.”
Then he spoke these words so soft,
So I listened to what he said:
Red is for the love we have, the color of our hearts.
Orange is for the hope we carry when life seems torn apart.
Yellow gives us reason when fighting’s not a choice.
Green is for those feelings we shouldn’t give a voice.
Blues can be for sadness or quiet moments too.
Indigo gives choices that will make our dreams come true.
Violet is the color for the wisdom that we seek.
There are many other colors
That will make your life complete.
You just have to trust in this;
You simply must believe.
Then he said, “Take your hands
Place them on either side
And let the earth flow through you.
Let your feelings be your guide.”
I did just what he asked of me.
It took a little while,
But all at once, the rainbow came
And I began to smile.
Now many years have passed me by
Since that one day in the park,
And I often think about the man
Who put the colors in my heart.
I learned of him just recently,
After wondering all this time,
I was told his name was Reddman —
He was born completely blind.
One day my youngest daughter
Walked up and said to me,
“Daddy, I’m really sorry
You can’t see the things I see.”
So I told her of the story
Of the kindness of one man,
Of the simple thing he gave me,
So I would understand.
I showed her what he taught me,
To see, so she’d believe.
I told her how he taught me
To believe and you will see…..