Prism Rain
Prism Rain
by Laura Summerville Reed
Dancing in the parti-colored sunlight
A Holy Dust Mite
momentarily suspended in the rays
Glory pouring down
from the windows of Heaven
Sanctuary
Sanctity
Sanctioned
Now I’m kicking out
the stained glass panes
Soaking up the sunshine
flooding in
The Devil Orb
is dancing off my skin
And Heaven falls
down like prism rain
©LSR 2010