Beautiful Lights

By A.R. Milton

I see beautiful lights everywhere.

As numerous as the stars in the open night sky

I see beautiful lights everywhere.

Burning in numerous colors as if they were draped around a Christmas tree

Reds, greens, yellows, & blues

I see beautiful lights everywhere.

Dancing in their hue

Pulsating with heat that defines their tune

I’ve seen a dying light.

Flickering like a lone ember

Starved by the vacuum of isolation

Or

Doused by rivers of misunderstanding

I’ve seen a dying light.

Focus on fuel for it’s flame

Neglecting the glow of others

I’ve seen a dead light resurrected.

Only to ignite smoldered flames around it

I see beautiful lights everywhere.

Some that may burn so brightly they eclipse the rest

And others which may be dim and cold from a hardened heart

I see beautiful lights everywhere.