Micronesia

Display your wings of rainbow wide,
And show the world your colours true,
Refrain from holding so within,
But give of boldly coloured hue

So riches brave can manifest,
And thus reward all people fair,
To find the pot of gold within,
And live in righteous oneness there.

For on the inside is a truth
Far greater than the outer cry,
It grows, matures, as a tree
Which plants its feet to reach the sky.

And though it travels not to see
A journey bordering the land,
Its horizon is so wide,
Its wisdom, loving, understands.