Refraction

What is my life?

Refracted moments,

like light

through shattered glass,

breaking into its colors.

Turning your hand within

you can see

all the hues

of the rainbow at once

though seeing none alone.

Then I realize

that it’s just white-light

falling apart…

which part was me?

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