The Tree

My life is autumn. Live and die at fall. My hearth is fall. Crimson fall at hearth. Withering of life with loneliness. A life that wither with loneliness. Withering dreams with growth Withering of dreams that comes to life deep in my hearth. Green is dream crimson is life. Dreams that green in hearth turn crimson fall in mind. Dream root in hearth. Wait for a green spark. Grow tall to mind. Just to become crimson fall.