Iridescence

Iridescence shines throughout the silence
Polychrome rules, no sound nor redolence
The wind was cold like ice of heat
Yet not as dull like darkness of streets

Rubies, emeralds even sapphires
There’s even bleakness in hues of fires
Yet the shades of trees storm out gust
It flies to east like clouds of dust

Yet as this blankness rest in peace
No sorrow just bland, forever the bliss