Colours coalescing, see
The crevice of creativity
The creams of clever clarity
Reckons the text to reality
Darkness first, later light
Night's death, days bright
Counting the creations to clear
For the next
Colour is here-
Red, sun, searing heat
Blue, skies, stars, a blaring beat
Seas scary serge
The voices of the hummingbirds
Birds, fish, beasts
Features of the firmament
Browns, yellows, greens
And the towers turn to testaments
Here, all the colours live and die
But they still
Try to exist
Passed the mists of messy creation
And the only consolation is that
We can see!

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