Added on Sunday 4 Jul 2010

Corners cut of crimson crystal, constant change awaits
Colours cracked from cardinal cubes as symmetry rotates
Reflections of fragmented form refracted by a mirror
Pretty patterns point pulsating from outer to the inner.

Living light in luscious limes, reds and heliotrope
Softly sparkling, spinning surge in my kaleidoscope
Azure and amber equally, lemon and orange warm
Shards of shattered sugar stems in shiny starburst form.

Perfect, pleasing paradigms and easy on the eye
Subtle, sweet and simply spun and yet I wonder why
Force is futile, folly worse and try hard as I might
It?ll never reveal its wonder if not pointed at the light.