LIGHT THROUGH PRISMS
Knowledge is great, we hunger to learn,
yet science cannot alone explain
the wonder we feel at nature’s play;
The beauty of light broken through prisms.
The light through fine raindrops high above
creating a rainbow at which we swoon and dream,
to which even songs are composed.
To the multitude of colours within,
Through bubbles, angles and light.
The glassblower’s art, so fascinating,
almost mystic as we watch.
I love observing, almost tear eyed;
Always walk out with one piece in my hand.
I have seen this wonder in snow crystals too
and yes, in a drinking glass.
In reverence we watch these bubbles in the sky,
in a studio, in a droplet on a grass;
Don’t let us forget bubbles of light
rising from our hearts.
© miriam ivarson
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