[Carnival and Lent]

The drizzle turns everything
a little greyer, wrings out color,
until they lose vividness;  
but flowing water always had  
this quality, some
doing with light rays, I guess,  
filtering a range of possibilities:  
or perhaps, I desperately tried  
keeping up with the river-motions,  
which time finds pleasure in:
as a child, who focuses on speed
more than anything, while  
constructing arbitrary games,  
and pays less attention, to what  
surrounds them;  
until one day, walking into a  
downpour, they notice    
how brightly an iris appears.
Written by Sartoris
Published | Edited 23rd Jul 2019
Author's Note
An improvisation, with a temporary title.
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