Silent Chimes of Tonights Sky
The glimmering stars
with their eternally
silent chimes
of white, red, blue, and yellow
an orchestra
of colors
heard by few
seen by all
glistening instruments
tuned out by those
who hear only the noise
embraced by those
who hear its music,
seen by one and all
heard by none
but the ones
who hear the notes
of spaces only
symphony.
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