Kaleidoscope Lands

 

I feel invisible,

standing silently with my head tucked

under one of the great waves of lace cascading from the walls. 

The light from the wall lamps tingling through the material, the room cut
into tiny diamonds. I lean forward a little, the lace fluttering
under my breath like a moth in the breeze,
tickling my nose and cheeks.

Thousands

of rooms peep through the holes, 

all perfect diamond-shaped miniatures of the one I am in.

 I like to imagine they are all different rooms, in different houses, in different Worlds all apparently identical but with tiny subtle differences. If I concentrate hard enough

on just one of them,when I lift the lace I will be

 in one of those Kaleidoscope

Lands.

Just a short one today - love the picture though so I may have to come back to it and extend it!
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