As the time of dusk fades, and the air is tinted steely blue,
The whole of my perceived world relaxes and exhales its colors;
They slowly flee from me, and I am left in a shadowy night,
I am frightened for my very life.

But dancing colors begin to ooze out from underneath the fabric of the darkness,
dancing yellow firefly lights, they surround me.
They sing the song of all the days colors; in their glowing brilliance
They are so pure they exist within me, living, breathing,
And I blink.
I have to check that they are still there.
They must be there.