Kaleidoscope
Lights passing
In the Darkness
I watch from the window
They are little specks
In a dark, dark world
Dots that stretch
to Tiny Little Lines
As it moves
As it passes
From place to place
I remember
I remember a lot of things
The red-golden leaves
Suspended in mid-air
The sunshine
Burning my soul, clamoring for day
and the Warmth of Passion
The red golden leaves
and hands outstretched to reach them
The sky without clouds
The sun brilliant, unveiled
Dot. Lines. Dot.
I see the lights pass me
They are tiny little lines
Passing in the Dark.