In the place

Of utter black

Trailing colors

The light dances

Just out of reach

From the finger tips

Mesmerized

By mere chance

Hand encloses

The luminous mote

All things go dark

Flashing orange

And blistering gold

The shimmer of

Twirling flames

Engulf the palm

A pink marble glows

Sharp through the skin

Fire rushes up the arm

Wraps the shoulders

In a breath of red

Before a whirling

Roar of crimson

Swallows the body

All flesh burns

And peels away

To the off-white

Of ash and bones

In less than a blink

The eyes open

To naught but

An utter black

There floats weightless

That glimmering light

Shedding colors

Knowing and kindly

Just out of reach