You are an iridescent abstract
All cluttered and in disarray
Over looked by many
of your confusing display
But there's something that shines within you
Something that needs to be seen
Like when you're nearer to the subject
The beauty becomes crystalline
Through the chaos and the madness
Shows something that's raw and pure
You're molded so meticulously
From the past that you couldn't endure
I stare at your lines
and the shapes that came into play
Of how life made you
As you are today.
~n. g. i. ~
for m.
