A juicy, citrusy blush makes its way to the top,
Ombre-ing into oblivion,
A sandy grey outlining curved rays
Of a blinding white sun.
All this in the palm of your hand

A magical world swirled on a canvas of pearls
As a unique story unfurls.
A hurl of waves as it cups your ear
Another new universe uncurls
All this in the palm of your hand

Cracked imperfections like a broken china vase
Lines of orange fire
Indents like trenches from a war
Grainy browns of dirt
All this in the palm of your hand.

A masterpiece of creation,
An equation impossible to solve,
Finally, an occasion where there is some
Liberation from this dark world.
All this in the palm of your hand.