The Language of Color

**The Language of Color**

In every hue, a tale is spun,

A whispered song from earth and sun.

The reds speak bold of love and fire,

Of passion’s spark and deep desire.

The blues, they murmur soft and low,

Of endless skies and seas that flow.

They soothe the heart with calm embrace,

A gentle touch, a quiet grace.

In green, the earth’s own voice is found,

Of growing life, of roots unbound.

It tells of fields, of trees that sway,

Of life that blooms in every day.

The golden yellows shout of light,

Of hope that dawns with each new flight.

They dance in sunbeams, bright and warm,

A promise held in every form.

And purple sings of mystery,

Of dreams that drift beyond the sea.

It calls to hearts that dare to see,

The magic in life’s tapestry.

Each color speaks, in shades, in tone,

A language all its very own.

And if you listen, you will find,

The colors speak what words can’t bind.