Into The Kaleidoscope World

The colors are brighter. The sun brings more joy, more laughter, more promise. The nights aren’t sad, or lonely, sleeping in shady color, dreaming in moonbeam light. Singing songs from a different time, from a different age, from a different life.

She has changed the way I look at you, and the person next to you, and ground beneath you, and the sky above you. She bent the way I hear you, and the way the breeze feels, and the way the flowers smell, and the way his kisses taste… She twisted and twirled me. She rearranged my mind. She cooed to the little black rock in my heart, she made it live again, made it believe again. She made me a child again, made my voice laugh again, made my faith breathe again. Melted and molded, styled and shaped. I made her, so she could make me.

Her tiny hands pulled me into the Kaleidoscope World. I left my shell, my cape, my callus nature when I entered into the Kaleidoscope World. And the butterflies gathered in celebration as I landed here with painted wings... over the rainbow and second star to right… inside of the Kaleidoscope World.

I sing bird song in the Kaleidoscope World. I listen to dancing trees in the Kaleidoscope World. I embrace the long grass in the Kaleidoscope World. I play with the chasing waves in the Kaleidoscope World. I race the swirling wind in the Kaleidoscope World. I kiss the pretty flowers in the Kaleidoscope World. I pray in diamond sunshine in the Kaleidoscope World. I believe in fairies and fairy dust in the Kaleidoscope World. I know wild adventures live just around the corner in the Kaleidoscope World. I tell stories to a beguilingly beautiful baby in the Kaleidoscope World. And I love with an abundance that cannot be matched. Not by the stars or moon. Not by the land and seas. Not by heaven above or hell below. I love you with my soul, the infinite part of me, inside the Kaleidoscope World.

And it’s here I will sleep in stillness, dream in color, and die a smiling death… here forever inside the sublime sweetness and the silent serenity of the Kaleidoscope World.

~ Alexandria Englander-Tuttle