Rays of buttery yellow begin to fan out
Gently waking the sleeping green
Swirls of fiery crimson hatred
Jaunty and cheerful orange specks
Wistful waterfalls of mournful blue
Bubble over the chaotic gray
As the all-mighty crisp green watches over
Sitting on its purple throne
Sprinkles of translucent blue
Gently drumming
Nourishing
Quenching
The brown laps it
Soaks it
Without a trace
Yellow goes to sleep
The shadow sprites
They come out to play
Clandestine tendrils of black
As they prey on the living
They comfort the dead
