Liquid Color

Whirlpool of liquid colors
burning, churning, changing form
molten metal running, running
into idols newly born

Silver tinted golden tones
tinge of pink and blue
gazing into puddles
to discover who is who

in refraction of reflections
undisguised and unadorned
purity of lightning
just before the thunder's born

Identity is stripped away
bare bones turned into ash
I hear their voices thunder
as I see the lightning slash

yet still I cannot seem to move
or change a living thing
so I simply watch the colors swirl
and pray that everything

will find its way back home again
where love waits tenderly
to soothe the swirling motion
of the whirlpool's intensity


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