I walk in many shadows
heather orbs hover and bob
interweaving with light within
seducing slumbering rainbows
of ultraviolet transparency
nix was a hard time invented
that I can not handle
Sun woman still screeches
in the solitary threshold
of my infantile innocence
I\'m a needle starting at negative zero
counterclockwise current of progress
humbly collapsing within refinement
I will rise as a tsunami in a vortex
of beauty all so you may scratch
the inner dexterity of personal shine