Sunshine On My Shoulders Makes Me Happy.

It isn't often that a pure white light is brought into my life. There are so many dirty red lights, ice cool blue lights, warm friendly orange lights, deathly black lights...rarely pure white ones. Shining white lights that stand for peace, calm, understanding, patience, kindness and truth. And when those lights come into my life, they are often out of reach. I can always feel my fingers skim the outer rays eminating from the brilliance but I can never grasp the light in my palm, and carry it with me to light my way. I tried to bask in the white light and move on this time, not bothering to try. Embarassed it would be out of my reach yet again. As I turned to go, my path being lit by luminous purple, I felt a warmth against my neck. Chills coursed through my body. And I knew the light had found its way to me. Blessed was I, that when I gave up I was finally embraced. I can sleep soundly now, for I am protected. I can smile now because I am comforted. I can cry now because the warmth will dry my tears. I can breathe now because I know I have found peace. Bless you, white light.

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[The Purple Rabbit]

I'm one to ask instead of assume, you know that quite well. So...what color am I?