Waking Dreams

I saw something today. Something that was both completely new and strangely familiar. It changed the tone of my internal voice and filled my head with words that did not go together. There was a rhythm and a music to them, like the song where I should know the words but don't. I couldn't stay long, and my mind's voice reverted to normal eventually.

Maybe a poem or a song or something I knew long ago and learned to forget. There are rainbows in my eyes and yellow leaves clinging helplessly to a dry branch.

I put my finger on it just now, and I know what to add and where to put it.