blue hallway with golden light streaming through
shapes dance on the ground
the geometric outlines of truth
a patterned wall
light filters through see-through paper
like gauze it drapes down
a veil between worlds
and in this cavernous space
no one is seen
all is shape
and light
and colors of all kinds imaginable
sometimes drifting figments pass by each other
a whisper to each other
and the night is timeless
as a candle glimmers
as the light flickers
as blue and deep green
flood into the hall
refreshing
cooling
space
with a shift in time
and that’s when sparkles from nowhere
like fireflies
come into view
great poem
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thanks! much appreciated.
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welcome
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