Prism

Snow
whitely glistening
as the first rays of the morning sun
stream across its pristine surface
each flake a tiny crystal

a prism

creating endless shades of color
as it splits each ray of light
into symbols so profound
they could only be conceived
by the mind of God
 

? Michaelette ?

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