When the sun shines through my window
into my crystal heart,
it hits off all the facets
and rainbows start to dart
around the walls of my room,
into the corners and out,
in and around the ceiling
or just floats about.
Dependant on how strong the sun
or its angle in the sky
is whether they are long or short
or if they're low or high.
If my windows are open
they flow within the breeze.
I love it when they are there,
it makes me feel at ease.
Sometimes when I look at them,
it's like I'm in a dream,
and when I spin the thread
they scatter,
it would seem.
Round they go all in a whirl,
hitting every part.
How I love it
when the sun
hits off my crystal heart.
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Out From Within the Shadow
PoetryIntroduction In March 2013, following the completion of From Within The Shadow, I reached the point of feeling and being like I'd found my way out from within the shadow. With each step it felt like I was opening like a flower: Blossoming, growing s...
