Rainbow




Over the darkened
Eastern sky
the rainbow bloomed!

Miracle of mist
and evening light,
lit into the world:

Sign of miracles and joy!

Head thrown back,
with little rain drops on my face
and grinning glasses,

I know it will quickly
fade away…and yet, it stays.
My god, it does not fade:

It stays!

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