Learn what you can from this momentary place, the place that is the echoing familiarity whose essence is the treasure that mankind seeks, holding hands in the dark with lips that know each other.
(better)
To see the beauty in a single wavering line. The flowing rush whose electric pulsing heart explodes in yourself.
I can see now that the lights are themselves the changing and vanishing flowers that bloom from dimensional seeds.
These are fitting beasts.