Shades of meaning!She walked with wisdom, town to town,Reading colors like a turning page.Purple for justice, steady and bright,Green for hope, chasing the light.White for the strong who rise and build,Each color is a strength to be told.But in her last town, the colors blurred,The colors were mixed, strange, unheard.Not just purple, green, and white,But tangled colors that dimmed her sight.A streak of gold, a splash of red,A dot of black, an arc of blue.A world of color she never knew.The people were just as lostHad her gift come with a cost”But she set aside her doubt and fear,And found herself with friends so dear.Soon the colors started making sense,Gold for courage, bright and bold,Red for passion, burning intense.Blue and black, meanings unfold.Soon she saw with a different view,Not just the colors but people too.No single hue could define a soul,For blended shades would make them whole.She chose to stay, no more to roam,And called this town her final home.