Rainbows
Precious rainbows in the sky, rejoice and glimmer within mine eye.
The ancient knowledge you withhold of worlds forgotten, worlds of old.
Your beams of light penetrate my mind, and curiosity seeks another time to find a curtain so tightly woven with all secrets waiting to unravel, unfold.
Behold, the sun comes peeking through, each moment rising for a greater view.
And as its light shines within the secret curtain begins to dim.
To reveal the truth known by all, in the depth of minds the search begins.
As rainbows colors come together, one white light, a crystallization.
In this moment of elation I truly know we are creation
- Posted on February 04, 2010 in Creativity, poetry and writings |
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