I saw a rainbow,
a radiant, perfect pattern
appearing magically on my kitchen floor.
Was this a gift?
A reminder of a glorious moment
I had long forgotten?
Or was it an illusion,
mocking me in its fallacious perfection?
A mirage, a delusion,
a present, my salvation.
I laughed and cried,
I wept and smiled,
as my perfect rainbow evanesced.
Saturday, June 30, 2007
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