Rainbow's Prisms

Energizing storms of rain, clouding my vision, blurring my mind with it's unsure demise. Sliding across skyways of imagination, rain- drops glide down my face and out of my eyes, leaving traces of sadness, like puddles, left over from a storm of yesterday. Singling every cloud into lines of interior systems, belonging to a heart, hiding shyly all it's life, afraid to show feelings of hurt and abandonment. Yet, silently, it's tears flow constantly in quiet realms beyond reality, to be soothed into rainbow's prisms for a lifetime.