Prisms

By Stephanie Villavicencio

Shine a white light through a prism

And find it is made of so many more colors.

Sparkling and dancing

Across the ceiling and floor.

Our bodies are kinda the same

Showing us time and space

Always moving Always changing

Sometimes we find the role we play

Is so much bigger than we imagined

That we are history in its entirety

Condensed onto a dust mote

Dancing in the rainbow

Cast by all those who came before