Rainbow…the color of hope
Teeming rains, blinded sky attests,
the slow and insidious winter cover,
lost light and gloom of utter loss,
and pray for sun we may,
its frozen hand a deft demand
of misery, of light decay
that steels our hearts to slumber.
Hibernate we wish, if only
to dream until those rays resume,
but we must face our dark season plight,
and live within its bare and lifeless tune,
so I bid you be gentle rains,
not flood our minds with strife,
just leave us be with just a hint of hope.
To my disbelief a rainbow forms,
colored beauty of nature’s sigh,
respite and light for a longing eye,
to breath but for a moment,
and smiles alight in broad daylight,
the rains subsides for hope to ride
on the wings of a soaring eagle.
Then closes sky,
and looming dark clouds brood,
as rain attends its winter quest,
sunless sky and light bereft,
and gloom returns as if to spurn
that hope I did so wish,
at least I had a glimpse of better days to come.
Tony DeLorger © 2016