Prism breakout
Do Jewels of the finest quality lie hidden, unseen inside of us?
Do they lay like crystals, locked in a grey, hard rock?
Maybe they await that blow, that strike that comes with truth’s own realization?
The light bounces and sparkles, refracting the colours of suppressed beauty as it bursts forth.
Did these colours, these facets really exist before that special moment?
Or were they instantly produced?
Were these wonders of creation brought forth by design to please the discoverer?
Oh, to view ones own soul.
What colours do we own?
Hiden from us but known by their creator.
And how to reveal this spectra, these prisms of light?
Does self-belief colour the soul?
I think so.
But then, what do I know?
Like an artist, reaching for perfection?
Can we create a work of art worthy of reproduction?
Can we lead others to stare in wonder as we share our unique pixels of love?
If eyes are the windows to the soul, maybe, others see more than us?
Are we able to gaze into the mirror of our creation and see what others see?
All pure colours combine to make pure white light.
Is that what we should be striving for?
Maybe, just maybe, that pure white light represents the ultimate?
Pure, beautiful, unconditional love,
Filling the universe with it’s energy.
Lighting the very smallest corners of eternity?
I am sure so.
Are you?
Roger Macdivitt © 2009
