Sometimes
Trails of rainbowed lines fill the sky,
with an ancient whisper of time gone by
Needing a spiritual touch, of thanksgivings love and hope and trust.
I find the answers deep inside
Leaving trails of rainbowed lines
already a sign of the times
Copyright © Catherine Marggraf | Year Posted 2010
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