Fleeting rainbows

It had rained, and the sun was out

from behind the clouds.

I searched for the rainbow,

didn’t find it, instead

looked at the faraway clouds,

their whiteness and darkness

mixed up in greys.

I turned my head and there it was,

the lonely illusion,

a rainbow.

I stared at it, identifying the colours

visible more in the middle.

The more I looked at it,

the more it started to fade.

And within few minutes,

the rainbow was gone.

There are no metaphors.

The rainbow itself is a symbol,

an example,

of the beauty and fleetingness

that Life is.

~ ~ ~ ~

Featured image: Photo by Aditi Premankit


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