I remember the dream
Vivid, bright fire in my mind
The van cruises, the sky black
The factory is on fire
The billowing flames rise
And bend, and shift, and turn
The birth of an atomic, dreadful breed
Immolation through all things
The rising fire of destruction
The land is scorched
Trees and buildings
Dance in fire, wind and ash
I turn to my friends
‘Do not be afraid;
Life is filled with these beautiful moments’
The flames hit and I awake
I remember the dream; vivid, bright fire.
Based on a particularly intense dream I had over 10 years ago - during one of the Balkan conflicts I think

