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A Poem A Day #348: Dramarama
My Poem “Under the Rainbow”
As soon as I saw the rainbow I couldn't take my eyes off it... as soon as I saw the multi-coloured half-circle arch across the sky I smiled because of it... as soon as I saw the faint spectrum being created and projected by the sun's light I was in awe of it... as soon as I saw the entrancing natural phenomena and symbol of universal love I immediately wondered not what I might find at the end of it - like some kind of magical pot of gold - but rather what might happen if I were instead to walk underneath it? So that is what I decided to do. And what did I find when I walked under the arc of the rainbow? The road before me, the future, the undiscovered opportunities and gifts of inspiration that await me. Rainbows always capture the attention and alight the imagination of the young and the old - but what I have discovered over my life is that some things we find and then we lose, some people make promises that they say they will keep forever but one day they do indeed let go, and some things entrance us for a short time but then disappear from view. Life is unexpected, at the same time that it is predictable... life can be ugly, scary - but life can also be beautiful... life and light is what I see whenever I look up at the stars at night that though they might have long since stopped burning continue to shine and to glow... life is what awaits us all if and when we see and get the opportunity to walk under a rainbow.
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My Poem “Celestially Lit”
Last night the tail of a meteorite streaked across the sky... last night a star fell to Earth and as it burnt up in the atmosphere those who were lucky to be looking up were hypnotized by the sight of this interstellar visitor being transformed from a space rock into a fireball of energy and light. Whenever a piece of the cosmos gets so close to our world that it can almost touch it there is always something magical about it... whenever our ancestors witnessed an interstellar phenomenona they always found a way to somehow make a record of it - because it was always believed that whenever a piece of outer space was seen by the people of our planet it was a sign and potentially heralding a time of great change was due to begin. Today I could feel that something had indeed changed... today I could feel that something - call it a wave of fate - was carrying me to somewhere I needed to be once again... today I could feel this pull - like the force of gravity - take me away and remind me of who I used to be once upon a time and who I will always be no matter where I am or who I am with... today was beautiful, amazing, and transformative in so many ways... today was full of life, nature, and bright sunshine that shone down from above and made sure that everything that I saw and everywhere that I went my eyes were gifted by the beauty of our world that can only be seen when nature is spectacularly and celestially lit.
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