December 28, 2010

Day 358 - Recipe for a Rainbow

The icicles freeze like the dreams we never complete
They stop like the casual clapping off beat
The frozen calls Time to examine itself
Like the wise and ever immortal elf
The points they build up between seasons life
They point to the ground as sharp as a knife
With a magic they keep to shied this space
If you look closely there is a shimmering about this place
The glistening poetry that bends and glows
Comes with the recipe of sunlight, crystal and snows
It is the blessing of the dancing rainbows

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