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Our first contribution is from Shurdi and received in December 2005. Shurdi was inspired by Rainbows End. Many thanks!
The Rainbows Gold
Rainbows are like bridges, to which our dreams can fly
They hang beneath the universe like pathways in the sky
They promise pots of shining gold if you can reach their end
Illusive shining treasure, but of the sort you spend?
As time erodes our innocence, good logic does dictate,
That rainbow’s have no starting point and do not terminate.
So where within this spectrum, those riches gold and round,
Illusive coins of legend and are they to be found?
True riches are the beauty and magic of the soul,
In spirits healing palette whose colours make you whole,
Those coins lay upon the path of which your senses tread
When walking upon rainbows or being gently led
Great wealth is in believing that each of us can fly,
And land upon a rainbow bridge that spans the sunlit sky,
In knowledge of that spectrum whose wisdom we do lend
Eternal is the starting place, eternal is the end.
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