Why does brown makes me think of fire?
Even though black or red
Should take care of that better.
It doesn’t matter
It’s what the dream said.
As I was laying in bed
The world was descending upon me
As I was rising to the surface.
“Brown is the color of fire”
Is it the end of Autumn
That makes me think of losing everything.
But it’s the start of Spring
When everything is new and green.
Do these words try to convey
Some meaning some command to obey.
Or is it just a dream to be lived as a dream.
In colors in fire.
In everything that mixes together
When I’m away in the hills of slumber
I see and hear things better