You say you are blue. "Blue? It can't be you." Now you say you are sad, "Is your name sad?" But then you say, "It means that I am blue." And I say, "but why? Why blue? That is not you?"
Blue is the color of water flowing, what makes the buds start flowering, blue is the color of the mountains where snow is falling, blue is the color of blue birds singing and heron's nesting. Blue is the glint of life we search for beyond our world, blue spares lives. In a world where there is misery and despair, blue gives us hope. Blue is blue, but not you. - SK 💧