I always wonder whether

What I see is real

A series of colors

And worlds and flowers

Just glass and light

Sights a mood just right

That life must surely live

In a moment so bright

And then just as quickly

It

Crushes

Smashes

Ends

Transforming into new life

With every lively burst

What if that’s where we are

Colored all so bright

A moment in an astral eye

A kaleidoscope of light