There Is No End To a Rainbow
Vagabond rainbow,
why can I never come closer?
You move in perfect sync with my footsteps –
ever away.
Come sit by me.
Cradle me in your shimmery prism.
Turn me upsidedown in a smile.
Surprise me with snowflakes in July,
Valentines in October,
PB&J in my lunchbox.
Show me an altruistic heart,
graceful distress,
a voice of perfect pitch.
Lighter than air,
sparkle me away.
Sever these earthly bonds
and carry me to the face of God.
Copyright © Jill Martin | Year Posted 2006
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