Today, it will rain. It always does.
And then, after the storm, a beautiful rainbow, quiet in the clean sky.
It will stretch over fields and continents, a free bridge in the clouds
It will stretch over oceans and nations,
Over the mountains and rocks and purple roads
It will shine down on a cross and a hill near the end of the earth, like the ages
And it will go on and on and on and on and on..............
Just like the smile of heaven.
Everlasting, promising, forever.
"And my dear, all you have to do is pray-and you shall find that pot of gold at rainbow's end."
