SPECTRUM And I never knew that my eyelashes could show me something which the sky waits to wear after rain. Lying down, I stare at the Sun. And he sends his rays of solace to me. White light touches the eyelashes, and it splits. And seven hues, as beautiful as the seven musical notes, as stunning as the seven wonders, try to erase the seven deadly sins, blessing my eyes. Sweet Rain, you departed long ago. Perhaps you've forgotten me too. Why, then, should I sob? When I have something new to explore? Remember. You left me. But you couldn't steal my Spectrum from me. #poetry A new poem named #spectrum #yqbaba #mortalimmortality #love #wonder #light
