Rainbow

Piercing the dark and striking down the sky A streak of lightning cuts a thorny route to earth, Defines the bare silhouettes of trees and homes That hug the earth like frightened kids drawing Support from a loving mother, the mother earth. The rain has stops but the droplets from the sky Hang limp and cold across the sky to paint an arch Of such infinite celestial beauty, shape and color: Humanity loves and celebrates the celestial sight. Children at school learn with amazement the truth The seven colors, vibgyor for short, are not so apart But unite and geld to form the purest colour Of mother’s milk, of a bride’s attire, all white. From nature to us the lesson all colors are fine. It is not the skin projects the inherent grandeur Of the human personality, nor features nor height: In their grace and compassion human beings shine.