it goes unnoticed.

We used to have a prism at my house that looked like a little crystal iceberg that had been sheared in half. It sat on the window sill near the various little cacti and aloe plants that grew all year long, yet grew so slowly I never noticed. The sunlight would shine through that prism in the afternoon and refract into little rainbows across the white walls and carpet. Sometimes my cat would pounce around the room chasing the multicolored tattoos the prism inked into the surrounding white. I would twist that little crystal iceberg and the tattoo would zip across the carpet and up the wall and onto the ceiling and my cat would just sit there looking up at it waiting patiently for it to come back down again. And then the sun would dip down over the trees and the little rainbows would disappear and my cat would cock its head to one side before running off somewhere. And the prism was just an ice block in my hand, a crystal paperweight waiting for the next afternoon sun.
I wonder now if I could shine a rainbow back through that prism would it come out as one true beam of light. And if it did, would it not just blend into the white walls and white carpet. And if it did, would my cat not even notice it. Would I not even notice it. And I wonder how something so pure and so direct could go unnoticed...üä