WHAT IS THE COLOUR OF THE WIND

I struggled to fall asleep last night, the wind kept me up. It was so strong and angry, somewhat evil; you could swear the colour of the wind was black. Suddenly I began to fall in a deep slumber, I found myself standing in a forest. Tall trees surrounding me, autumn leaves slowly falling to the ground, caused by a slight wind, the wind was orange. I saw you standing from a distance, smiling so beautifully at me, looking up I saw the heavens open, sending a cool breeze of love down to where we were standing, the wind was red. You walked up to me, real closely, kissed my lips, so innocently, your breath was like the wind, it was white. She walked pass us, looked at us with pure envy in her dark eyes, she walked on. As she turned around the wind blew her hair across her face, the wind was green. Suddenly I woke up feeling happy, walked towards the open window, which I forgot to close last night. I carefully tilted my face outside the window and felt the wind against my face and smiled, I wonder what colour the wind is today?