Our True Colours

They say we will show our true colours,

But to whom is it that they are shown?

Do not shades vary from eye to eye,

Does our understanding not change as we grow?

Blue becomes teal, sapphire, duck egg,

Red turns crimson and dark.

We turn to black, find shades of grey,

Our contrasts are never quite stark.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,

But is that not true of it all?

We see the colours we look for,

True colours mean nothing at all.