What is blackness when color spins rings around its center?
When friends appear and disappear at the unheard whims of your mind;
When the brilliant reds of summer interlace with the jewel like blues of winter.
And the void of creation lays itself before you; each irrational element one of a kind.
Unable to comprehend the nature of what you see,
Your mind is limited in this limitless world,
Beneath the lids of your eyes.
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