Ribbons of Light

Last night, I had a dream.

Colors were gently falling from the sky. Though, there was no sky, no earth, only me and I was barely there. The lights fell like ribbons at midnight on new year's eve. Though, there were no revelers, only silence.

I named the sephira each color represented on the queen scale. I felt as if I'd just made the winning move, perhaps, in a game of solitaire chess.