“Ugly as Beautiful”

I see green running past, on the ground, and across the vast brown field. Black runs with the green moving fast like a moving freight train. Gray birds fly over head; the sky is filled with dark fluffy clouds. Colors of dark red, multiple greens, and black run together in an endless field of fire; in the distance, I can hear bears roaring, and mountain lions exploding with a furious emotion, as fire lights up the darkness of the everlasting night sky. I smell oak wood burning in calm campfires, and the thick blood-curdling smell of the blood red roses. I taste the dust on the strong gusting wind; I feel the softness of the cold brittle ground, and the warmth of the strong summer breeze. I see the green and black and red blend together as the colors clash with one another, and fall to the ground, never to move again.