Colors Of The Wind

Colors of the Wind ialah salah satu lagu yang text nya saya suka (dengan mengabaikan unsur animisme nya). Menggambarkan begitu banyak keindahan yang akan kita dapatkan kalau kita berinteraksi dengan hormat, serasi dan menikmati setiap anugrah yang Tuhan berikan melalui alam. Menikmati keberagaman budaya, manusia, bentang alam dan lain-lain yang menciptakan dunia berwarna-warni dan indah.

Perasaan yang disyairkan lewat lagu Colors of the wind mungkin sanggup jadi akan mewakili perasaan para  traveller ketika mereka menyadari betapa sempitnya dunia yang mereka kenal; betapa kecilnya apa yang mereka tahu wacana bumi yang mereka kenal; betapa kayanya keberagaman alam dan budaya yang mereka temukan; dan betapa banyak rasa yang sanggup mereka resapi dan kecap dalam-dalam lewat seluruh indra mereka. Perasaan tersebut yang menciptakan mata dan hati seorang traveller terbuka mendapatkan banyak sekali perbedaan dan toleran menerimanya dengan atau tanpa turut larut di dalamnya.

Pada postingan kali ini, saya ingin menuliskan text lagu Colors of the Wind beserta beberapa foto pelangi yang sempat kutangkap dengan kameraku.

Full Rainbow on Sunua District, Kaimana, West Papua, Indonesia

Penampakan 2 Pelangi yang amat jarang -Kaimana, Papua Barat

Colors of the Wind 

You think you own whatever land you land on

The earth is just a dead thing you can claim

But I know every rock and tree and creature

Has a life, has a spirit, has a name

You think the only people who are people

Are the people who look and think like you

But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger

You'll learn things you never knew you never knew

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon

Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned?

Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain?

Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest

Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the earth

Come roll in all the riches all around you

And for once, never wonder what they're worth

The rainstorm and the river are my brothers

The heron and the otter are my friends

And we are all connected to each other,

In a circle, in a hoop that never ends

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon

Or let teh eagle tell you where he's been

Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain?

Can you paint with all the colors of the wind

Can you paint with all the colors of the wind

How high does the sycamore grow?

If you cut it down, then you'll never know

And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon

For whether we are white or copper-skinned

We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain

Need to paint with all the colors of the wind

You can own the earth and still

All you'll own is earth until

You can paint with all the colors of the wind

Vanessa Williams, Colors Of The Wind, OST. Pocahontas

Double Rainbow in Waho District, Kaimana, West Papua

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