A Beacon of Color

A Beacon of Color: By Purusha Shirvani

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Sitting behind a desk, painted white, 
an extension of the settled snow on the ground,
separated only by a window
looking out into the starry night.

A snow loader slowly advances,
blinking red lights
bouncing off the milky snow
overcoming the faint light of the half-moon

Looking down,
I see my keyboard lights
painting the top of the desk
with a myriad of colors.

Colors mean so much to us.
From our clothes,
the world we see,
our nations’ flags
to our skin colors.

When the Sun shines,
casts its light on the Earth,
one ray, one shade, everywhere,

our barriers are the only things
dispersing it into separate colors;
rupturing the light
in our mind’s prism.
We label them
categorize them,
same way we do to each other.

Forgetting that a rainbow
could only be beautiful
when all the colors are together.

Looking at the lights
dancing on the wall
A festival of colors
Blending together

I’m snatched out of my thoughts
Back into my room
by the screeching sound
of the snow loader plow
Dragging on the street

Locked in my room on a winter night,
Behind a desk, painted white
Isolated but not divided
My keyboard like a window
A link to the outside world
typing away on the lighted keyboard
brighter and brighter
Shining like a beacon

“RGB keyboards for gamers at Corsair’s booth at Gamescom 2018” by marcoverch is licensed under CC BY 2.0