Thursday, 12 August 2010

Golden Cube

A golden cube of solid joy
Turns rays of light toward me
refracting through suspended breath
The full spectrum of beauty
Expanding then, in every cell
A brightening glow of life
The tantalised exquiteness
Releases with my breath


SandyCarlson said...

Ah, to reach for the rainbows that come our way. Beautiful poem.

SisterJulia said...

Thank you Sandy