Rainbows and Shadows

.for public domain I could see the distant dim light of dawn, but for the mountain peaks, no horizon, yet I knew the day would come, shining bright on everyone. I smiled and took my sleep in the shadows. Pots of gold at the end of our rainbows will always be just a lie so supreme we dream with eyes wide open; its truth is but a token we all pay to make it through life's shadows. When that last night shall come I'll turn away. I won't believe a word of truth they say. I'll know the end is nearing, no eye of mine is tearing, as I take my own rest in the shadows.