Prismatic beams
flashing bright
red and orange
blue and green
Crystal wings
so quickly move
as butterflies
to flowers go
blossoms of
rubies carved
sapphires too
glow in the light
emeralds shaped
pulse with life
from mother Earth
into the light
chimes ring out
their carillon calls
songs of nature
sung by the birds
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