The picture splinters
Goes kaleidoscopic
Gyrates sixfold
Glinting shards
Triangulated scenes
Reflected in converging mirrors
Too dazzling for clarity.
Turn the scope around
Let the edges melt
Let the bright refraction soften
Let sweet tears wash all the scenes
And then
Hold the scope back up
And look again.
©Wendy Mulhern
December 10, 2011