The Rainbow
Posted June 11th, 2012 at 02:56 PM by MinoanGoddess
Updated June 11th, 2012 at 03:02 PM by MinoanGoddess
Updated June 11th, 2012 at 03:02 PM by MinoanGoddess
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There was a time
when it arched serenely
on the sky.
dazzling my eyes with its enchanted
seven colors
which I never managed to count
And..
I wanted for another sunbathed rainy day,
to assure myself
that its colors
were really seven
Now...
I don't care if its colors are seven
or less
I only want to find
the pot of gold hidden exactly
where it meets the ground.
The above poem is in memory of my mother who has passed away. She had written and published the above piece.
when it arched serenely
on the sky.
dazzling my eyes with its enchanted
seven colors
which I never managed to count
And..
I wanted for another sunbathed rainy day,
to assure myself
that its colors
were really seven
Now...
I don't care if its colors are seven
or less
I only want to find
the pot of gold hidden exactly
where it meets the ground.
The above poem is in memory of my mother who has passed away. She had written and published the above piece.
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Lovely poem by your mother, Minoan.
Posted June 13th, 2012 at 09:37 AM by Brisieis
