God, are you there? Are you painting the color that sings? Across the sky, over the sea, and brushed by wings? Are you in the wind, the flowers, the light and all I see? What is your rainbow that it sings to me? God, who are you? the girl finally asks directly, and because she asks God himself, he answers intently.
He says he paints his mas.
Rainbow land, hardcover/J. M. Huxley
