Chasing the Prism

A darting streak of bright rainbow colors flashed right across the mahogany counter, catching my eye instantly! I tracked the beam straight to a heavy glass pyramid paperweight catching the sharp afternoon sunlight. It was projecting sharp bands of red, yellow, and violet across the leather desk blotter like an elusive light phantom. I dropped low, broke into a sprint, and lunged forward with both hands outstretched to pin the brightest blue streak against the mat. The second my palms hit, the beam danced right over the back of my knuckles! I spun around, charged after the shifting beam, and finally cornered the colors right against the polished base of a brass pen cup.