Becoming More Myself

At unexpected moments in the day I learn about magic hidden inside of living. When I drink from a colored glass, I drink in a part of a rainbow, shining Somewhere else, no matter how far. Electricity tastes like blue. Fresh-cut wood still retains the scent Of the forest that gave birth to it. Just the smell of rain washes your soul. If I touch an object of someone who has died, I must atone by being extremely lively. As I am swimming in an emerald lake I transform chameleon-like into a green-eyed mermaid With hair hand- colored by the sunset. Glitter is really starlight, travelling billions of years Just to find me, becoming more myself.