The Blind Veil

So, let the veil come down
And the world be seized by darkness!
Yet, I will still have visions,
For I have my dreams
And memories all filled with colors,
The crystal pallet of emotions,
The twinkling joy of music,
The pastel memory of the meadow
Where we first joined,
The soft purple of spiritual union,
The green of envy, angry black,
The brilliant light of laughter.
All this and more will I still see
When the veil comes down on me.