Poem-A-Day: Day 316

All the Beautiful Colors

Fly the brightness by the light,
a kite soaring so touchingly close,
so close, that worlds blend together properly;
soaring skies, small blades of grass, waves,
water blue whipping grays and greens
against the red wall yellow leaves,
canvas and oil backdrop dripping leaves,
running wild down silent barking greens
and the canyon scented sun in waves
so close, that entirety falls apart properly;
breaking down glass piece diamonds close
to knowing, refract prismatic light.