All the Colors in the Sky
The storm halted in its place
Thunder ceased its rolling
And lightning struck its last.
The cloud cleared its way
For the sun and sky,
For the repercussion of the rain.
A nonchalant arch of beautiful colors
Showed its happiness after the rain.
The colors glisten as if moving.
The rainbow seemed to sing
Like music playing from a flute.
I listened to the fiery meaning.
Its surface reverberated off the blue sky.
Showing us colors
Of life, of death, love, and hatred.
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