Anyan Fields

What is in your mind when you cross this land?
Watch only the sky and its colours.
Beware.
To get here you were to wander through your life.

You saw the loneliness, you saw the desolate landscape.
You felt satisfied when your memories started to take over.
Beware.
To live your life you were to remember.

Rise your eyes to the sky and reckon the colours.
Autumn. Orange and blue, grey inbetween.
Beware.
Forget.