Prisms

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Angular Shadows
Beams of light peaking through reflections
Cheerfully dancing over the walls and floors
Dipping to and fro in solar refractions
Every light building a tapestry of wonder
Fairylike flits of gold and silver
Gathering at certain points and then dispersing
Hiding in corners and cracks in the shadows then reappearing
Idly forming circles of synchronistic power
Just as it begins to rain and the dance ceases
Kindly replaced by shadows of raindrops instead
Like a dreary gray curtain with sound effects
Mastering the sound of light raindrops
Neverending pattering on the windows
Out comes the sun again and joy returns
Prisms of multi-colors reappear
Quitely returning in their silent dance
Reeling in patterns of kaleidoscope
Shimmering images in bright welcome
The changing colors made me smile
Undeniably I will be sad when the sun goes down
Violets, golds, silvers, greens and yellows
Will be departing and resting for the night
Xtras will be arriving when the moonbeams shine
Yellow and silver moonbeams will dance
Zigzagging across the walls again



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