THE COLOR OF SILENCE

"The Colors of Silence"

In dawn's hush, silence is gentle blue,

Soft whispers of morning, pure and true,

A calming hue that soothes the soul,

As darkness fades, and light makes whole.

After conflict's fiery, passionate cry,

Silence descends, a searing red, to dry,

The embers of anger, hurt, and pain,

A stillness that acknowledges the stain.

Before the storm, gray skies unfold,

Heavy with anticipation, silence grows old,

A somber mood that weighs upon the heart,

A held breath, as nature's fury starts.

But in serenity's peaceful nest,

Silence shines golden, warm, and blessed,

A radiant yellow, shining bright and true,

Reflecting harmony, in all anew.

In quiet contemplation's darkest night,

Silence is indigo, a mysterious light,

Guiding introspection, deep and wide,

Through shadows, to the soul inside.

And when love's whispered, tender tone,

Silence becomes rose, a gentle, known,

A soothing balm, that heals the heart,

A love that listens, and never departs.

©® Coker Favour A.