The rainbow is made of colors so bright

It glistens with each shade of hue.

A pallet of oils so flawlessly light

It dances on skies of blue.

Pale yellow and greens reflect the sun

As it flits through the masses of clouds

Romping around like a child having fun

Playing peek-a-boo on the run.

It beckons the soul to look up above

To find what we all have lost

A childhood grace from long ago

From a simpler time and place.

The fast paced era we all are consumed

Going hither, thither and yon

Racing as quickly so not to miss

The things that are yet to come.

Too many things try to erase

What we know can't be undone

But alas, we continue to speed like the wind

In hopes for high tech and more fun.

The rainbow has promised, if only we look

Toward its arching colorful book

It tells us more than we want to know

In its magnificent word.