Tiptoeing through crystal light,
Colors cool, some dark, some bright.
From behind: a golden ray,
Sweeps in and carries me away.

Seeing greens and orange, yellow and blues;
A thousand different shades and hues,
Then red, violet, purple and white,
Within every direction, streams of light.

I am still and watch.

– Sujantra McKeever.


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