Afternoon Rain
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