Blind

Written by: chris lane

A curious stream of light
penetrates a tiny puncture
through the window blind
lending vision to sight

At first I just glance
but very quickly 
it grows in height
directing all my attention
like a guiding moon
supervising the night

These moments unborn
time slowly matures
light blinks away
taking a pulsating dive
perception of light
projected on my wall
makes me feel alive