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 Robert Hayden Pursell at www.poetrypoem.com/rhp

Turning around I see no walls, only spokes of light waving patterns of color upon space

Colors so strange and new they have no names only movement of parallel relation within the space

They go one way and I go the other with blinding speed beyond our concepts of reality

Beauty such as I have never seen with eyes open or closed

I will never question colors again, always believing in there brilliance and life

Life beyond what has been know to man
But, life so very, very real
So beautiful
So alive...


Robert Hayden Pursell








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