Night Sky
Chaos sprinkled sparks of light sporadically dance in the night, lit only by the interminable glow of the moon.
Flashes of crimson skip across the late summer sky, hues of sapphire wisp in and out of the shadowed trees which façade this ebbing vicinage; fleeting light fades aphotic, as the twinkling of the star vanishes.
The oscillation of this reality unknown, the strings to the world dissolve as all harmony of frequency goes grey, though I perceive color, I do not see it.