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.
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Featured image: Photo by Aditi Premankit
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