Peering into
reflective walls
once again;
repetition
or replay,
who is to say?
Crimson flames
sprout from
Emerald blades;
Cerulean waves
crash into
Purple plush.
Twilight mirrors
the ocean of
Desires;
fractured prisms
refract
disjointed Trust.
The whirlpool begins
as I’m drawn in;
All hues allude
to what
I once knew;
They spin and turn
the wheel of learning.
Home is where
The heart is whole;
The rainbow of
reflective souls.
