Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Poem: The Rainbow's End

Photo by Rita Bourland © 2011

The Rainbow’s End
I ran for hours across fields and paths
strewn with rocks and twigs,
intent on finding the end of the rainbow,

reaching the crest of a ridge
I was lifted on a glorious song,

I heard the music of peace,
I felt the presence of God,
I saw truth swirling
in bursts of color,

I savored the essence of love,
I smelled the earth as it rose
up to touch the heavens,
where all things joined
in a perfect moment,
a rainbow moment,

a fleeting reminder
of all things powerful and pure.


  1. Rita, this poem's message is so very intense in its use of all the senses. It is truly miraculous when we open up ourselves and our senses to all that surrounds us. The beauty is overwhelming, humbling and glorious. You capture the complexity of life in your poems with such ease, and you help us feel what you are feeling deep within. How lucky your readers are. Incredibly crafted poem. Thank you - your words are a blessing.

  2. Thank you so much. Rainbows are incredibly magical. I often wonder how many writers have pondered their mystery in their prose.