The amethyst light
Shone in a dark corner,
Leading me to light, never seen before
A spark of glee, a sliver of hope
And the lime light that dawned upon
The limpid glory of mosaic tiles, laid out by life
Stepping on it piece by piece, hoping to attain peace,
With a lachrymose vision but a willful ardor.
I see the amethyst light
And put on a blindfold,
Wandering into the silhouette
Of purple smoke.
~SVP Picture credits: Pinterest
Well written Shreya!