There is only flow when I go to the unknown.

I roam an abandoned home,

It looks like ancient Rome- all the frescoes and domes.

I call out; the echoes tell me I'm alone.

No phone service, I'm nervous.

I wander through these haunted halls

The size of a million shopping malls,

I begin to feel so very small.

A sudden flash- I'm dashed to the realm of vision,

A photons silent fission causes a collision in my eyes.

Chemicals climb my nerves like vines,

They activate my brain.

I gain the gift of sight,

I can finally see the light.

Technicolor sprites ignite from the night;

They surrond me and confound me.

Dizzy with the brightness,

Body dissolved to light.

I am one with a firework show

I am an ember, drifting to and fro

I am the spark, the flame, the afterglow