Chasing the Rainbow in the Sky (poem) by Bjorn Street on AuthorsDen

Chasing the Rainbow in the Sky
by Bjorn Street → (All Poetry by Bjorn Street)
Rated "G" by the Author.

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Something beautiful and magical, angelic, spritely... romantic and touching. Brought me to tears.
Here I am alone again Trying to be who I am… Waiting for the sunrise Hark! This is how the eagle flies – Higher and higher into the sky Not knowing where he is headed. All I want to do is learn to fly… I may fall but still I’ve got to try Chasing the Rainbow in the Sky, Searching for the heavenly sprite that never dies. And so I journeyed down the path of life, Searching for my home, hearth and wife, Taking the unbeaten path, destitute and alone, My only comrade was a soul that did not atone. On the way home a stranger let me in, Gave me some food and asked where I’d been, I said I was not sure but the wind was at my back, I wandered around with the world stored in my pack. On the way home the stranger let me stay, I slept on the straw and let come what may, The morning came a sunrise, I opened up my eyes, Saw a magical vision of loveliness waiting there by my side. She smiled as she took me by the hand, Sprinkled me with stardust, took me to imaginary lands, I learned magic is where we make it, a world we call our own, Love is where we place it, the seeds that someday grow. And so we wandered… We wandered in heavenly bliss… While the whispering wind Touched us with her kindness… While the whispering wind Touched us With her heavenly magic. But alas, the time came for her to return To her home. Frail and weary, but still With the grace of an angel, She kissed me goodbye Then spread her wings to once again fly; Soaring higher and higher up into the sky… Still I noticed a tear forming in her eye. Please don’t cry, my heavenly sprite, tears weren’t meant for us, For our castles in the air are not mere fancy; The road may wind and turn But still we share a dream in paradise… The flame still burns inside. Goodbye, my heavenly sprite, The candle burns down, but love carries on; The road may wind and turn But still we share a dream in paradise… The flame still burns inside. Rest in peace my heavenly sprite, Sweet dreams my blessed Wife, Life comes and goes But love carries on, The flame still burns Inside… Still the flame burns Inside. Now she is gone And loneliness is my best friend, Someone who understands I’m not who I am… But I believe. All I want to do is learn to love… We may fall from the clouds high above While chasing the Rainbow in the Sky… While chasing the Rainbow in the Sky. All I want to do is learn to keep my Faith, Staying strong while everything else seems to slip away… Waiting to touch her grace once again - Waiting… waiting… waiting… For the touch of her hand To wisp me away to fanciful lands. Shhhhhhhhhhhhh… Listen to the laughter Of dewdrops dancing on the brush… Can you hear her joyful caress? Can you see her gentle touch? Don’t forsake me now, O figment of my dreams, Don’t forsake me now - O how I long to be the real me… So free… Like the sprite soaring high above the trees. But alas… Now… Here I am alone again Trying to be who I am, Searching for the Rainbow in the Sky, Searching for the magic that never dies. Somewhere out there Her gossamer wings and beauty Still glitters in the twilight; She was the magic in my life… My beloved Wife… O how I miss her!