Arched Across The Sky
Rainbows created my imagination
As it arched across the sky,
On one end there, sat You
At the other end there, sat I.
Imagining I could slide across
Over the rainbow to the end,
There would be my pot of gold
The sweet love of my dear friend.
The rainbow is a connection
Like a bridge from me to you,
It appears joined by sunlight
Then the grey skies turn to blue.
Arriving after the rainstorms,
It became so evident to me;
Thoughts of love follow rainbows,
They arched right across the sea.
A colourful arching rainbow,
It has no gate, it has no door.
It reaches from friend to friend,
It arches from shore to shore.
I smiled up today at the sky,
How far would my loving smile go,
It slid right over to the other side;
The other end of the coloured rainbow.
