Grey is the color of a teardrop sliding down an old man's face
As he welcomes his son, long gone fighting in the war, back into his embrace.
Grey is the color of the bittersweet feeling of old friends saying goodbye,
knowing with an ache deep inside that they may not see each other again before they die.
Grey is the color of the sea as it drives the fish into the sailor's nets and it is also the color of the tempest rending their ships apart.
Grey is the color of familes who have lost fathers and husbands to the storm, of wives waiting with a heavy heart.
Grey is the color of winter, stealing away the last fragments of summers warmth and cloaking the world in white.
Grey is the color of the precarious balance between dark and light.
Grey is the color of a price paid for victory.
Grey can be the color of sorrow.
Grey is the color of leaving home for a long journey.
Yet grey is also the joy of returning home to friends and family who await you with open arms.