Hum The Colours Hum Silence

 

peeking through gaps of closed bedroom curtains
sunbeam shards tint projecting
for the haze a planetarium filter
screening the dust mote constellation fluttering
above my head arcing circling scintillating..

below the ceiling yet somehow higher
slowly twirling pastels swirl..ever so..
almost an angel dust moonbow
or a suspended-in-air giant snail shell
rolling rotating
inviting my upward gaze..

a levitating question mark
of opalescent golden elfin strands
waves of gentle glinting topaz
honeycomb my brushed eyelashes enchantment..

i laze on the bed likening
and wordlessly pondering what connections
as the constellation envelops
folding rising
expanding
dissolving
morphing its wonder
and a small moth helicopters anthracite
enticed to explore
flitting across this swatch of cosmos
faster than the speed of light could fling..

approach
i close my eyes
the light being the silence
studded with creamy copper-tone stars
fall on the bed sheets and land and
enthroned colours hum inside my eyelids
unheard-of..