The roots I have grown remind me of the blood blood red of a rose, full if beauty and tragedy.
The foundation I have built with beautiful Souls reminds me of the orange sky at sunset.
The joy I feel when gratitude overfills me reminds me of the yellow in a Micheal Angelo painting.
The love I have in my heart reminds me of a walk in the forest amongst the green leaves of the maples, oaks and poplars, not to mention the stunning evergreens.
The truth I speak reminds me of the water. It is blue like the Ocean reflecting the sky. It can be harsh and hurt or soft and gentle.
The knowledge I have gained in this lifetime reminds of the Indigo sky at Dawn or Twilight where the night sky is about to break out more stars than I can ever see.
The Wisdom I possess through trials and tribulations reminds me of a Crown, Sovereignty. Gold and violet. It is an obligation to use my suffering to assist others on their healing journey.
A journey to self enlightenment.
A journey of becoming themselves.