The big worded
Circumzenithal Arc
But sweet slither of light,
Is not raindrops
It’s ice crystals
It’s from clouds
Like a swing
Or a sling
In the air
A smile in the sky
In the halo
Family
Like the moon
Is all angels
Flown down
There to rock
And roll
Back and forth.
It’s a quarter circle
On the Zenith
It’s all chromatic threads
Like a seat made of
Moon beams or Sunrays.
Yeah, beautiful and bright.
Why are there so many songs about
Rainbows?
When the sky is just as busy
With slings
With halos
With a smile
In the sky
To remember
The then
And the now
And forever
For so many before
Were lover enough
Reminders enough
For ever after love
To keep smiling.
