Dancing Rainbows

DANCING RAINBOWS
200901761 c2009wlc

It's 9 a.m.
I watch the sun stream through the window
Birds are chirping
Peace envelops me in its warmth
I lay upon my side
Your jaw at my head
My glasses pushed high
So I am partially blind
My eyes are attracted to a movement
So subtle, I surely would have missed it
Were it not for the slowing wander of my mind
And this calming peace
Surrounding me

A myriad of cellular rainbows
Softly pulsating, a natural rhythm
Dancing quietly in the light
The morning light
Travelling up the swell of hand
Slowly fading into clouds
Your hand turns ashen
I'm feeling you in 80 years
And I'm secure
For you're with me