A Translucent Pandora




The palm leaves falter as you draw back the curtain

Jagged dark edges weave into the light on the wall

I lay here, comfortable, learning

You flip the switch then darkness falls

The room glows, it’s such a golden amber

The light explodes off of the panes

Four sides of a translucent pandora

An illuminated glass statue of dreams

The waves of color shine and sparkle

Narrating memories once shared

Cloudy movements dance in the circle 

The cylindrical rhythm vibrates throughout the depth of shadows



I am grateful for the start of a new day after a great night of sleep! ❤

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