Ceci est la couleur de mes rêves

This is the Colour of My Dreams, Joan Miró  (1925)

                   

“The night is dark, the waters deep,
Yet soft the billows roll;
Alas! at every breeze I weep —
The storm is in my soul.” ~ Helen Maria Williams, “A Song”

The incipient fall, when it comes, is never what is expected.