The End of a Rainbow
I found the end of a rainbow
It wasn't so hard to find
One day it just occurred to me
that Ive never even tried
Now, I was told when I was young
It's all about the relationship
Of where you stand, and of the sun
That you can see, but could not touch
Raindrops and sunlight
And refractions and such
And I believed it, just as they had
And never bothered to look
Until one day, i seen a rainbow
it seemed just close enough to touch
I couldn't help myself
And put my boots to work
I crossed wet earth and swollen streams,
Passing people hiding under trees
I left the roads, and through the hills
I climbed slick rocks and boulder fields
Until, there it was
With waterfalls, and swimming holes
That flowed from Rhododendron hills
Blooming purple and pinkish red
Mountain mist that turned to honey wine
All dipped in rays of warm sunshine
Although, I never did find a pot of gold
But I didn't mind,
I found what I was looking for
And proved it could be done
And that was just enough
Copyright © Justin Clason | Year Posted 2017
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