“The sunlight (a rainbow of feelings)” by Trevor Witt
Each day, a rainbow of feelings —
A spectrum of light, from the invisible
To the red hot, to the cool blue,
Including infrared longing,
And ultraviolet despair,
Gamma ray fury,
And radio wave calm —
A rainbow of feelings, every day,
Appears — after the storm,
The torrential downpour of empathy,
The deluge of frustration,
The tempest of revulsion,
And the rushing, overflowing rivers of joy,
— And I see the sunlight for what it is,
The burnt skin, turned red with blisters,
The roses and lavender blooming,
The drought faced by the desert dwellers,
The sweet juice of an orange as you bite,
The thirst of the boy, as the heat radiates off the asphalt,
And the melting snow on the mountaintop.
The sunlight is me
and
The sunlight is you.
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