faded
after winters’ welcomed visit
in fall’s final embrace
life arises from a warm colorful quilt.
~~~~~~~~~~
ever so bright
a glitter of rain
against the bark of a tree
—colors glowing in its prism—
is the same light
seen in all life.
—and its source—
has been made known,
for all that look.
—is all they can see—
Photo: R.K.Garon ~The Night Before Breakfast~
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