Within and Without

I’m standing in a rich violet-brown nothingness and all around me are orbs of colour. They are bodies of energy in my life. Some are blinding, glaring, powerful and vivid; front of awareness. Some are muted. Those deeper coloured ones are biding their time. Or they’ve been asked to recede. For the first time, I can identify as the being standing in the middle of them all. We are shining together. Each orb of coloured light is carefully sized and hovering about me. The glow they make is the place we overlap, belong to each other. Sometimes that’s ok. Sometimes I want to draw a line around them and watch the velvety murk fill the space in between us. All is in perfect balance. It is music. It is infinity.