Spinning rings
and shining things

Singing birds
and mini words

blocks and *****
and dropped calls

rubber bands
and unclaimed lands

lovers' sighs
and heartfelt goodbyes

a survivor's tears
and a child's fears

things you can see
and things you can be

things you can hold
that make your hands cold

when you close your eyes
you can see fireflies...

Places where people tend to hide
where they shed their secrets and confide

all these things I gather here
I hold them all so very dear

humans tend to overlook
the wonders resting in a blank book

a candle flame
is never quite the same

greyscale, color, or just the red
hear what people in the past have said

this is my home of endless awe
where there is but one single, unbreakable, undeniable law:

Keep you mind opened, keep you eyes peeled
and never let your thoughts be concealed.