September 11, 2023

This prism,

Seems transparent, yet within its walls,

Light is captured and expelled,

Casting rainbows into my eyes.

This ordinary body of mine,

Which creaks when I wake in the morning,

Is made of universal, meaty flesh,

Yet a playful flame grooves through its veins.

This transcendent spirit,

Feeds electricity into fleshy vessels,

Making them radiate,

And paint everything rainbow.