Burning rays of sunshine floating through the windows,
seemingly flawless gleams of light come into view as vivid luminosity, elegantly shimmering throughout a newly defined Disco.
Lustrous eyes willingly glare at sparkling streaks, rays, happy as the illumination spreads fully and evenly throughout, steadily engulfing a tired mind.
A time of peace, or is this all intertwined?
Suddenly hopeful of a new design that is perfectly undefined.
The streaks of light were never assigned,
which is the solid evidence needed to believe we are all aligned.
****, I really enjoyed and liked this write. Hope you enjoy it also, as it is a rare "happy" poem from me, about the little things in life, and how they can create inspiration no matter how common or small it is.