The Color of Reason

Color like no other...part of survival...they wither and dry..but in death there is survival, ironic as it may seem...like a better plan than a dream...with lack of light and scarcity of water, a tree knows how to get ready for the dark cold winter...glucose trapped...screaming to get out...waste finding its way into every last vein...purples, orange, brown, yellow...so much color it'll blind a fellow...and cover thy ground which isn't the end...protect the grass...and warmth do send...for everything in nature has a reason....the trees, the birds, the leaves...the season.