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Dealing with Reality

Brief Rainbow

Precious rainbow that shone for me to mark the end of my rain

You'll stay only a short while, you'll not stifle my pain.


I see you in the distance stretching just beyond my reach

I wonder what lessons of love and hope you strive to teach


I wonder if you see me, have you noticed any of my affairs

did you see me darting in the rain?  Were you counting all my hairs?


Or were you consumed by your magnificence, stretching across the skies?

Are you immune to my life's thunder and all the trouble it applies?


I long for sleep as I am weary, though I must endure my weather's wrath

an intermittent torment that seems to pepper my life's path


Before the storm a puddle mirrored and shone to me myself

My mind's eye just caught the image, I saw more than lack of wealth.


I saw in truth my loneliness, that I hide beneath my toil.

And yet it grows beneath my clothing like a solitary boil.


What say you to this madness, thou thing of many hues?

Canst though conceive my troubles?  Canst thou fathom my own shoes?


Brief rainbow in the clouds, prophesize to me my tomorrow.

You'll be gone before days end.  But will you remember my sorrow?


Go now, blessed rainbow.  I have my suffering to endure.

Ye tarry not, my far-off rainbow.  Your colors ever pure.


My soul shall call for thee in its troubles when it can bear no more.

When my pride shall call upon no man, my hands knock upon no door.


I pray thee my brief rainbow, know me but do not tarry.

I must consider long my burdens and all that I must carry.


My faith is put to its refining that comes before my testimony.

My feet fall in steady sequence on a path both steep and stony.


I still have my bearings, so I plod the path laid out before me.

Leading on to my life's master, one that died because he adored me.


I trust the path is sure and reject my skies so full of doubt.

I long to know thee, brief rainbow, and what magnificence is all about.

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