What matters?

No, colour does not matter,
Yet she chose green.
No, moods do not matter,
And yet she chooses to be happy.

Yes, truth matters,
Yet she sometimes lies.
Yes, courage matters,
And yet fear there is some times.

No, company doesn’t matter,
Yet she chose a companion.
No, opinion didn’t matter,
And yet she all the time judges.

The battle of yes and no,
The tussle of right and wrong.
The answer will always be love,
Whether plainly that, or strung in a beautiful SONG!

– Stuti