Suddenly in the sky of rushing clouds
Grey and white in some strange dance,
sometimes they part for a moment
and then there is patch of blue so transcendent.
Then a rainbow spans the sky
It fades there and brightens here, never the same,
fluid colours flowing over the heavens arch
The very light itself cracked apart into
This frail river of every colour and shade in the universe
Reaching over our autumn valley
Blessing those who travel
Those who sit and marvel
A promise of hope, of fellowship
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