"Innocent and untouched is that paper,
like first snow in a new cool morning.
A new born ground, white and silent,
waiting for a story to mark its skin.
Light colours are flying in clear air,
dancing around and kissing that ground.
Leaving a shining step here and there,
melting the untold into first words.
Other stories are ready to follow now,
a heavy green is laying down its burden.
A deep blue is floating like a big stream,
that laughing red is jumping funny around.
Come and be my guest at this marriage,
where innocent gives itself to colors.
Come and look at touching new words,
which a happy couple is spreading around.
Come open your heart, you might feel that art!".