Caged Rainbows
Rainbows shimmer upon the breeze.
Rain washing away the stench of despair.
Light where there was once only shadows.
Momentary beauty after the waging of the storm
A passing serenity, upon the breeze of uncertainty.
Photographing the memory, for one cannot tame such beauty. Nor can one cage the vitality of a rainbow and one should never try for such a effort is but a waist of energy.
