Two Rainbows crested
O’er the emerald hills beyond
A pot of gold it rested
A short time behind the pond
And as we then persisted
To get to the other side
All the colors they resisted
Faded to oblivion
For if it’s gold you’re after
Take a moment to reflect
The treasure’s in the Rainbow
And your fortune you neglect
By not breathing in this moment
Being present as you inspect
The myth that drives your desire
Yes, your narrative will unravel
As you chase on to acquire
This prize out on the gravel
If you stand to be inspired
By the distance that you travel
