As a textile, I am a woven cloth of blue, brown and black. Enclosed in black, I am empowered by the gloomy echos that haunt me. Surrounded with Blue’s nature; Blue sky, Blue ocean, Blue mountains, Blue whale, Blue Eeyore. Soft and alive. Comforting and relieving with serenity. Mellowed by gracious tones of scrapes and scars faded into skin. To the passing of loved ones. To the color of remembrance. To my first spoken word. For our ancestors and the gold wisdom they’ve obtained. Escape to nature from chaos. Feel the glow of the sun and the air. Fresh with bliss.