A raindrop of light seen through a prism, creates an allusion of sweetest precision.
Its soft light warms, magnetic its glow, pulsing and changing its path and its flow.
Ticking away in the back of a mind, slow metronomic, gaps filled with kind.
Gaps of great space timeless in motion, filled with the atoms of life’s sweet devotions.
A way to connect to the best in existence, that which sustains and takes us the distance.
A life touched by love, support and persistence must surely but be, the pièce de résistance.
Yet glaciers move so slow and so steady, their path the behest of some large global eddy, shifting out others along on their way, eventually fading unable to stay.
Melted back in to the big ocean crowd, drawn out by sun, forming wandering cloud. Destined to fall on the earth way below for the cycle of life to continue and grow.
A raindrop of light seen through a prism, creates an allusion of sweetest decision.