They seep into my soul
Like the tendrils of colour from a dipped brush
That gracefully dance through clear water;
They fill me with the ecstasy
Of a swallow swooping across the sky;
They sate me like a drink
From the Fountain of Life;
Windows to the world, each one,
Yet a World in themselves,
They teach me, everyday, to find
Song in silence,
Peace in chaos,
Light in darkness
And a path in the wilderness of life.
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