Illusion

 NAPOWRIMO 21 Prompt 7 Sunita Singh

Illusion

SPECTRUM

The child stood staring at the sky

Enthralled by the spectrum of colour

In the perfect arc.

Her eyes squinted as she counted

All the seven colours, separated, but mingled;

Lifting her hands, she spread them wide

Till they held the rainbow, from end to end.

What a delight! 

The moment was hers forever.

"Holi hai!" Called her friends,

And she came out smiling, and hugged them all;

Colouring them with love, 

Fun and mirth,

Peace,

Colouring them with music and song, 

And chants of the divine.

"I've caught the spectrum in my hands," she said,

"I need no colours from outside. 

It colours me from inside my soul,

Colours my thoughts,

Wishes and desires, 

Colours my life all the time.

And oft the colours move so fast, 

I stare and stare,

For, actually, ALL IS WHITE!

Satbir Chadha-07-0402021