Universal Show Poem by David Taylor

Ever been to one of those
water fountain shows?
You know with music and lights
and water spouts, at night.
Shifting towers of water shoots
with coloured lights
and music themed.
Left, right
Low, high
Pulsing, showering,
swirling, churning,
light shades shifting,
colours turning.
Excited child like faces
beaming with all the
wondrous feelings.
Gentle now with pastel shades
and trickling fountains,
soft spays are made.
And drums beating,
gushing higher brighter reds, .
with huge cascades
high above our heads.
Now a ballet dancing,
to a Mozart minuet,
this one that one
which one next?
Dancing in a spiral movement,
graceful do the waters flow.
Now a sense of anticipation
waters gentle, lights go low:
Wow the lights and music blow!
Every spout with water gushes
with loud crescendos;
end of show!
We go home with uplifted feelings,
having seen the waters dancing
and had our senses reeling:
Life is such a magic screening,
and a wondrous seeming.
As the waters, lights and music
come, perform and surely go.
We continue silent witness,
to this universe; and what a show!