[Carnival and Lent]

The drizzle turns everything  
a little greyer, wrings out color  
so, they lose vividness;
but flowing water always had  
this quality, some  
doing with light rays, I guess,
filtering the 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 14th Jun 2019
Author's Note
An improvisation, with a temporary title.
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