Edge Of The Rainbow Poem by John Fenton Mcleish

Do snowflakes weep upon touching the sea
Self identity obliterated
To transform spatial temporally
Past life dies and a new one created

Such beauty in isolation
Security in becoming the whole
Awareness will bring revelation
In my palm a galaxy I do hold

The universal set is just a part
Of a super duper bigger one
Fundamental harmonic never starts
Try finding a point in oblivion

There can only be transformation
Death, figment of imagination