Monday, November 25, 2013

The Dirt of Rainbows

I stepped among the morning dew, and knew the true color of rainbows!

Rain traveled, in streams, multicolored drops, as the Sun found the beauty of the color of the atmosphere.

And the dew disappeared.

And the colors bounced, sang, found secret homes to illuminate.

Bright luminescence found every detail of the world, even tears of joy.

But I found shelter with moles.

With worms.

I ate acorn's in the bows of majestic oaks.

In the blackest space on earth.

A tree, who reached for the life if light!