The Rainbow

The Rainbow When I see the rainbow, I do not think of anything else... except, my Lord. "They" can think up their own colors, as far as I am concerned. I take back, what is... or has been captured. I stand in the way of woke, and refuse to choke. No one gave permission, no one gave a "right". "They" can make up a new one, or find another "group"... that does not care. "They" only took it, because it had glory, and shone brightly. Yet, nothing stolen shines for long. "Their" ribbon is not the same, it is just another game... Jesus is the King, and the sky is all His... The very gift... of the very true rainbow is without, and beyond the ability ... of small men, to even measure. It is boundless. Ann Foster BooksbyAFoster Have a blessed day.