There's double rainbow in the east
One greater, one lesser
About fifteen buzzard catch breeze
What a great contraster
Hope and death in sky together
Red, yellow, green, blue, stay
Violet lingers_disappears
Into clouds grayest gray
Such a glorious sight where ends
'Pon ground gold inflection
The buzzards soar quietly with wind
Ride any direction
Anyway a good way upon breeze
Buzzards pack separate
Some to left some to right soaring
Wind stirs effects their fate
Wind blows waterdroplets_light rain
Falls, windchimes softly play
Loud, soft, stop varied as our lives
Buzzards_bows end great day
Written Saturday,August 4, 2012 Eve around 7:30
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