World of Prysms (yes the spelling different)
World Of Prysms
Into a world of cloudless dreams
Vivid passions and silent screams
Around the trees fires burn
While ashen pixies take their turn
Flirting with the raindrops heart
As blades of grass are torn apart
Hollow rocks filled with blankness
Are left alone to their distress
Water icy flows from the seas
A steamy void of serenity
Creates a storm of sheltered hope
Spiders frozen on tight ropes
Waiting for a bug so daft
That flies along a crooked path
Straight to its blissful time of sleep
Where nothings left for it to weep
Upon a hilly rolling field
Flowers locked tight as a shield
Waiting for their time to flourish
Inhale their essence feel so nourished
Sunny rays oozing gold
Changing shapes we did mold
From leather-bound to gossamer
Neither one do we prefer
As we are children of this earth
Make our changes from our birth
Carving out this world we know
Like above, we live below.
Prysmatyk 2004
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