Rainbow Is Calling

Rainbow is calling

And the

Golden pot

At

It’s edge.

It does not

Speak of

Yours and mine

Sorrows,

It does not

Talk of

Filthy world,

It does not

Display

Black and white

And

Those blues

It does not

Make

Noise that

Tears our beings apart,

It is not even a round

That which could bind anyone or anything,

It’s a beautiful arc

Devoid of colours dark

That sets our souls free.