Split Second
The arches of the rain
Are color wheels, that chain
Like wreathes around the clear
Silver skies so near.
The rainbows tie the blue
Together, in my view.
And for a moment I
Notice God go by.
Infinity is wound
About me, all around,
And then it goes once more,
And I’m like before.
08-09-73
Copyright © Steve Eng | Year Posted 2008
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