Ever since the Creator stroked His brush across the sky
Splashing an array of splendid colors
Rainbows have signified hopes and dreams
While some search for the pot of gold
I searched for more
Through those many years
Wandering far and wide
Never giving up hope
On one such trek
I found my Golden Grail
Happiness and dreams combined
Rejuvenating my tired Spirit
But like the rainbow, I fear it too will fade away
Much like a momentary illusion
I pray not -
For my Spirit will again darken
Becoming worse than before
But perhaps, it too will return some stormy day
Bringing again hopes and dreams
Like a rainbow, showering its golden light into my being