Luminosity Candy-Flossed

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If you’re under such unbearable pressure

that your cells explode,

sombre soul snow-shrapnel

hurled from toothsome tines,

do take the time

to look about you

as you arc through baby blue skies;

your tears

are rainbows,

luminosity candy-flossed,

and you

are

beautiful…

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Sunlight, moisture, and the throb of a mighty engine -a recipe for gorgeous!  My husband was busy with the snow-blower this week, and I was thrilled to see the arcing rainbows and glittering waves of colour darting about among those hapless snowflakes.   What a vibrant lesson on finding beauty in even those difficult places in our lives!

Chased By Rainbows

My rear-view mirror

spells it out –

I’m chased by rainbows,

tailed by dreams.

The sun over my shoulder uses

what storm clouds brewed

and funnels formed

to redeem my back-trail;

car tires churn

and toss a spray

that, when hit by brilliance,

pursues my past

with glory personified.

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The rain was just breaking up this morning when I glanced in my rearview mirror.  I was, in truth, being chased by rainbows.  What a lovely thought, that my past can be redeemed and made into something beautiful!