It was a faring
A company of one
Who saw the rainbow
And ventured forth
Not a thought of gold
Just an idea of
Something to treasure
At the end of the rainbow
What colors hid
In a clear shining sky
Was the truth
Of the hearts desire
It was a venturing
To find love on
The other side
Of tomorrow
A walk, a run
Before it disappeared
Bravery met strength
In the middle
Of the rainbow
How could they know
That each end
Is a beginning
For each that seek
The start of a rainbow
And love could
Be found
Meeting halfway
Under the the arch
Of a rainbows desire
by Julie M
Oh shucks.. this feels like PC lesson all over again. But don't worry, I'm not going to exhaust my brain juice on trying to crack the meaning and essence of this poem. Just take it as it feels like.
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