Tear fractured world sparks, an iridescent cascade
of perfect ephemeral rainbows, each one - a part
of me, just as each is a part of this, single moment
of transcendental beauty. descriptive words
fail upon my lips, as coherent language fails
to give truth, to this frozen epiphany.
it seems there exists, in each unfolding instance,
a near infinite display of perfection, hidden
within the tumultuous sea,
that is the human story.