a moment of butterfly —
a wing twirls, into a blur of color
dropping softened stains
onto the colorless breeze

wisps of twilight cloud,
between commercial chimneys
a restless dreamer seeks shelter
what it takes to tell a child
Santa Claus’s secret

plucking frozen rainbows
from sheets of sky
frozen rainbows in overturned hourglasses
and along with the sand
a mess of melted rainbow

weaving a dream into this melted rainbow
questing for a star along its edges
that father, who went on a long journey
and promised two raindrops
yet, he never returned

tears stopping midway
on mother’s heart strings
rotating a crystal ball
again and again

standing by the shore
the day trickles into
the roots of twilight
stained winds leaving their color
on my pale cheeks

what if all the seasons—
entered the world together?