a pantoum

At the rainbow’s appearing
just stop to savor;
all the cares of this troubled world,
you can endure.

Just stop to savor
how the light bends into glory.
You can endure
the storms of life.

How the light bends into glory!
Look up and be awed.
The storms of life
for a moment, disappearing.

Look up and be awed—
all the cares of this troubled world
for a moment, disappearing
at the rainbow’s appearing.

Rainbow over my neigborhood after a storm last week.
Note the forsythia beginning to bloom.

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with thanks to Two Writing Teachers for the March Slice of Life Story Challenge