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