The Rainbow

It was a great evening of a lovely Spring I was walking in the meadow not far from my little villa located in the middle of my village that 's lose to my heart. Suddenly blew a gusty wind across the meadow and soon the sky became murky and a lovely patch of silvery cloud formed a crown o'er the mountain top the setting sun spread its rays, an amorous caress round the neck of its dear mistress the silvery cloud! giving instant birth to a son who appeared as a lovely bow a heavenly bow arched skywards whose body bowed with ends touching the meadow lush and green and what a magnificent bow was that with multiple layers of colors all sorts violet,indigo,blew,red, orange and yellow! and after a brief rest under a tree as I started my trek back home from the meadow lush and green I looked at the sky again there was no over hanging cloud now, on the mountain behind the meadow and the rainbow son of Sun disappeared; scolded by sun the father! I know not why but all said and done He was indeed celestial spectacle par excellence, the Rainbow!