Colour looks back at you and recognises you

Colour has an in your face-ness about it.
Nothing hidden,
No shame or embarrassment
Just colour,
Colour as expression of light
Talks through the sun
Colour adds light to the dreary white
The prism as a world before colour 
Before light.
The white creation, colour came with light
Colour is about dialogue,
Colour lets you make your own rules
Colour an intrigue
A mystery
Colour is always on the outside but is
as a way out of isolation
We look in
There is something to discover
Colour as the poetry of life
The emperor’s new clothes
 The Lightness of being, colours
Helps through doubts and depression

Colour is the expression of the vividness of life
Colour ideal medium to talk
About life’s drudgery
And hardship
Colour acknowledges you
As the other,
With whom he/ she can talk
Through whom he exists

Colour only exists through the eye of the beholder
Colour the gift,
The promise

Colour needs
An immediate response, an engagement,
Life affirming as life like
Colour and the painfulness of life

The white of the crevasse
Or the light of colours, 
We see what we choose to see
But often what life shows us

Colour as evasion,
Quick run away
From the despair of the night.