Do colors tell stories too? I would say yes. Have you seen a field of ripe wheat or a bunch of yellow mangoes? The golden heads of wheat tell stories of a potential harvest. The murky water rushing down the hills conveys tales of pollution. From my personal experience, a dusty stream suggests that a crocodile might be digging a fresh nest.
How about the red apparition of a human face? Blushing can indicate that someone might like you—or perhaps the opposite. Finally, the gray clouds in the sky signal an approaching rainstorm. If it is about to rain, the clouds can take on darker hues. Someone needs to get blankets ready for Nature’s impending lullaby, which is not a bad thing at all.
Can we think in colors? Anyhow, that’s a different muse altogether. I’ll wrap up my thoughts with this freestyle poetry that unintentionally rhymed. Good night everyone.
Colors and Tales
Hues tells numerous stories
Just like the fleeting blue sky
Or adorable delicate red roses
And wings on a graceful butterfly
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