Colors of The Day

Colors of the day,

seen through crystal eyes.

Visions of shade and light.

Night escapes hue,

hiding in her fantasy.

Grays speak loud and harsh,

drowning out dusk.

Dawn enters golden and ripe.

Secret passageways,

of mind and eye,

wander along a river

of liquid brilliance.

Forests speak in green,

as blue begets the sky.

And rainbow crowns the

earth as master overall.


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