lynnlangmade:

“torrent”

A lonely stroll

          until
          you run
          into rainbows.

They spring up
under your feet
as sprinklers explode
and white foam gushes,
flooding the street
in a torrent of aberrant light
called happiness.

—photo and poem by Lynn Langmade, copyright 2013

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