sometimes
when I am very still and just be
I am allowed a look
under the veil
behind the scenes of infinity
a cosmic kaleidoscope
opens behind my eyelids
each fractal more beautiful to behold than the last
spinning and twisting out
self-similar patterns
reds, greens, violets, blues
a breathtaking iteration feedback loop
unfolding and multiplying
down an endless tunnel
silent
visual
music
playing out the song of the universe
in this dreamworld of sonorous solitude
I understand
the connection of things
-Tara L. Carnes
“Fractal Dreams” The Voices Project 19 December 2018. Web.
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