The Rainbow Tree

It all started with a drizzle

And it’s been raining all morning

It was empty skies before

but the clouds are now like a prism

bursting from their pores.

It started with a bit of violet

all shiny and velveteen

and a dash of an impatient indigo

mixing with a beautiful blue and an envious green

a flaming orange in the middle

meeting a charming yellow

and a rebellious red on top

completing the rainbow’s sheen.

The clouds now have a bow,

And shards of rain thrust forward like arrows,

Falling on the earth and the fields below..

I feel like scaling the mountains

And seeing what’s beyond

Is it cold and damp like here?

Or is it a parched and dry ground?

I follow the rainbow

Starting at its one end

I walk towards the mountains

but now I’m cold and fully drenched.

I start climbing, a rope in my hand

And with each fall, the harder I land,

But I make it to the top anyway

And bring out my net

To capture the rainbow that I'd just met.

The land on the other side

I can see from the top

It’s wet just like here, but there’s something wide and free,

The land’s brown and green,

But the other end of the rainbow is dipped in the blue sea.

I throw the net on the rainy skies

And bundle the colors into a milky white

I run down the mountains towards my town

And hide my net with the rainbow

A few feet below the ground.

It takes a few years for the seed to grow

Into a rainbow tree, all colorful and new

the trunk is a beautiful violet and green

and the branches are in shades of yellow and blue

I see the flowers in hues of indigo, orange and red

In spring they bloom and in autumn they shed.

The rainbow tree becomes the center of town

Where birds and bees and people circle around

My town becomes known as ‘The Rainbow Town’

And people keep visiting all year around

The tree keeps growing and so does the town.

And it is decades later that the tree touches the sky,

The roots start shrinking along the trunk

The branches and leaves and flowers bundling along the way,

As the tree finds its way into the cloudy skies,

the colors get merged again into a milky white.

It starts with a drop but it drizzles again

And within a few minutes it starts to rain

The clouds break into two and from within the crack

Out comes a rainbow, its two sides stretching

To the earth and back.

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