greens and whites and greys and blues
they all whipped my hair around
tangling it
my breath caught
while my eyes
drank
the vastness
the beauty that met the surface
piercing in
bright silent scream
echoes out and out
dark green and startling stone
this is what colors look like
they crossly crisscross
rolling on forever
well,
as far as my eyes could register
always expanding out
quickly they did
as they always do
never ending
always shifting
pretty
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