Like fireflies in mason jars, my dreams are beautifully imprisoned
Reflecting the light as you turn them in your hand, a myriad of prisms
Shimmering in the darkness of the obsidian night
Their captured beauty shining bright
Blinking like the stars in the heavens as they plead
Release me
To unravel the blanket of complacency at its seams
Lighting the night sky with my dreams
Till it blazes in ribbons of color in the air
Aurora Borealis painted against the black tear
A dream of beauty that none can mar
Free from the jar
