Ode to Rainbow

Oh bright one, for whom the sun doth glisten,

Listen ho! The rainbow speaks of new days

With radiant hues that spark new vision--

each color has equal say in all ways.

For red does go to or'nge and yellow then

green, blue, indigo, and violet, yes,

but the rhythm of their flow sings a hymn

and clothes the gray rained sky in holy dress.

Each blessed day may have a drop of gray

but tears from clouds will pave the way for now

through rainbow roads that lead to brightest gold--

thou arc'ed beauty transcribing the "how."

Life in children's eyes is that of wonder;

And I, too, see beauty after thunder.