Colours

When you stop caring about the people who care about you
then you’re getting purple from crimson anger 
and the sadness of blue.

When you can’t see the beauty in nature
or the value in a leaf
then all the green is gone from you;
so Eden sinks to grief.

Then you might as well be dead already
because your spirit has flown;
but there’s beauty even in grey.
There is majesty in stone.