The Blue Meaning
When you really start to think what is meaning, You might start to think of colors whether blue, black or, green, And you wonder what it would be like; To be a deep blue as in the depths of the ocean’s deepest trench, Or to be as majestic and cool as a deep aquifer, Or as magnificent as the peak of Mount McKinley high in the blue, blue sky, To be rapid and swift as the rapids in the Colorado River, Thinking happily when the sky is bright with blue. Maybe it means to be as sad as the rain drizzling down on your bedroom window, The mist coming off the water at sunrise, Or the fog as it rolls into the San Francisco Bay in December. Sometimes it could represent when there is no one there to listen, Cold and bleak as the ice of a glacier or as silent as the top of Mount Evans On a late summer day, nothing to hear, but the wind rushing over your ears. But hopefully you never have to think of blue as a dark memory, Not as a deep hole in your soul, But to always remember what the true meaning of color might mean.
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