Prism in the Sunlight

I scrambled up the wooden side stool onto the wide bay window sill and discovered a heavy glass paperweight shaped like a cut diamond. I paused, tilting my head in calm curiosity as bright morning rays hit its sharp corners. Deciding it needed a spin, I planted my back hooves firmly and nudged the pointed base with my snout. It pivoted with a soft scraping hum on the painted wood, suddenly casting a spray of vibrant rainbow stripes right across the cream wall! Delighted by the dancing colors, I threw my hooves up and piped: 'Junglelove!'