Where are the colors ..?

Fish a book of lies

Out of a mossy well of life

And sweep off its ashes

When they have soiled

Three days upon your steps

Leading to browning life

And greening hope

Which needs burning

Greedily chasing

The purple of those dreams

Hunting with tears

Shielding with smoke

Craving for a browning green

A greening brown sheen

Lost upon a delayed return

Broken in pounded dreams

Invisible inside a fortress

Whose walls are painted

In mirages and miracles

And there still is hunger

Eating me

For the green brown

For the olive gold

For the whirling stars

Behind the hazel sphere

The green brown of your eyes