All the glimmers and the shimmers,
pink, blue, white—colors and light,
that dance in air, then reflect back—aware–
this place will entice, enthrall—
and you want it all,
forget your life
now monochrome, pale shades, not quite brown or grey–
ever since that day.
You remember him as he was,
with his dog, the two seldom parted—
his life finished now, though it was scarcely started,
But when you dream–
the world is bright,
and you want to stay, to keep this sight–
this fairy world. Perhaps not real—
but, oh! The appeal of
stars and sparkled ponds,
a streaming vision, scintillating hues–
no then or now, or what has passed–
simply love, unerring, steadfast,
in this altered state, returned to you.
For Paul Brookes’ Ekphrastic Challenge, Day 20. As he notes, we’re two thirds through the challenge!