Truncating Senses Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Colors popping out all around, delivering the essence
of nature to my mind through intellect.

Watching them carefully, following their hues into
rhythms, slipping and sliding into caverns and ravines.

Spreading their beauty over everything, rainbows arching
their backs overhead, dripping colors everywhere.

Spilling aspects and facets of the rainbow across the
surface of the earth.

Truncating all senses, letting them open and enter the
perfect images of visions that are now being seen
through intellect and imagination.