Mysterious.

 

 

Mysterious.

 

Hello shiny loop of post-shower Rainbow,
you of mosaic-powered striated halo,
and so sages told was sign of faith.

Oh consummate sweep of bow-creation,
who knows what day your
promise appeared world-flood to negate. 

You, chased secreter of legendary gold,
gigantic crescented arc-perfection
your brilliant mixtures of shaded hues
break raindrops to states
of optic illusion to beget human elation.

Favour no seekers oh Rainbow whom
by digging for myth will
follow false roads right to gold's end.

Make therefore no friends of the illicit
who search for treasure, those
who see you as ancient depository for
retrousséd lucre-embellishment. 

Bedazzle all lechers by preventing entry
to any pretentious view of
the true wealth that sates the sensitive.

You as writhing kaleidoscope can keep
away greed's schemers by
retaining your mysterious irridescence.

Alive with alchemy behave like a ghost
change your glow, turn pale,
fade dear chimera, become invisible
and disappear to invalidate trespassers. 

Rainbow hide what is always your own
from blinded devisers with
pot-of-gold-eyes and stay unmolested.

 

Stretch out your tracery uncontrolled
oh beauteous vision, protect your
vaulted prism of hidden wholeness.

Initiates know the reason your glory
appeals as heaven's whispers 
assure oceans stay placed evermore.

Reviews

[Neville]

... they are indeed both magical and mystical, the very stuff of legend, fairy-tale and myth .. no wonder they have been the subject of tales throughout time and poets have long tried to capture them .. but rarely succeed as well as you have captured the very essence of these sky awesome arches here ... ..........................