Burst: On the World Behind Eyes
Press your eyes with
The strength of the
Index and the ring finger.
What do you see?
See the shifting orbs of luminescent aqua,
Starry-eyed fireflies wafting in a
majestic, arrested stasis.
See the fabled constellations
Form and appear, illuminating
The dark void. They tell
Stories of primitive times,
Clinking and clunking clubs
Banging on the dusty ground
While newly-minted fire crackles,
Bursting with the galvanizing spirit
Of God’s creationist firepower.
See the subdued hues ooze freely,
Seeping into each other to form
Fractious fractals, each corner and
Angle forming the triangular wings
Of angels singing the songs of
Heavenly peace and joyful sublime.
Take your index and ring finger off your
Eyes. What do you see?
See a darkened world seemingly dejected,
But with glinting color orbs all around,
Threatening to burst through the sun-kissed
Meridians, lingering in purgatory.
One only needs the strength to find them.
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