I Dream in Color

Would fire be a song?

If I could not hear, would I dream with touch?

Would a tree be a vibration?

If I could not feel, would I dream in flavor?

Would water be a sweetness?

If I could not taste, would I dream of scent?

Would the sky just be a wiff?

...and if I could not smell, would I dream at all?...

What would I dream of?

Where would I be?

... oh, where am I now?

At home, in Texas, in America, on Earth, the Milky Way, the Universe?

Well... where is the Universe?

Would I have thoughts?

What would I think of?

Would I think of myself?

How would I know who "I' am?

If I did not know,

Could I imagine?

What could I imagine?

Could I imagine a universe?

Could I imagine to feel it, taste it, smell it, hear it, see it?

Could I imagine colors?

... depth?

... distance?

... time?

Could I imagine to share it?

Would there be others like me?

Do they have questions like me?

What do they imagine?....

Is it the same... or is it different?

.... I can only imagine....

What would become of my imagination?

Would it be my dream?

Would my dream be real?

Would it become knowledge?

How would I know if it's true?

Could my own imagination bring understanding of something greater?

... and within it, where would I find it?

And if I grew weary of searching, would it come to an end?

Would I 'wake up' from my dream?

Would I return to the same place as before?

... where was that, again?....

Would I remember my dream, my imagination?

Would I return unchanged?

Would I return to thinking?

Would I try again?... until I understood?

Would I ever understand?

... I can only imagine...