Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray.
Last Sunday was a day of chasing rainbows..To capture these images, I had to leap on my bed and reach out the bedroom window with the camera. It definitely pushed my status as neighbourhood nut up a few levels. To see them in all their technicolour glory you can click them to biggify.
The rainbow disappeared in mere moments
“The work will wait while you show the child the rainbow, but the rainbow won't wait while you do the work.” anon
Monday the rainbow appeared again...Hmmm I hardly ever see rainbows, then two in a row? What is going on? Am I being forced to look at the bright side of life?
The phrase 'Chasing Rainbows' is used when trying to achieve something that is not possible or practical. I wonder what miserable bugger decided that 'chasing rainbows' would be the appropriate idiom for that? Imagine having a job in which you travelled the world trying to capture rainbows? I think it would be superb.
When writing It all floats to the bottom I intended to write something like this post to accompany it, but didn't have the words or idea for it, until I saw that rainbow. It seems to me that a rainbow is perfect imagery for deep emotions on the whole sliding scale of feelings.
The soul would have no rainbow had the eyes no tears.
John Vance Cheney
I wonder what other countries think of rainbows, I know, for me, that they are intrinsically wrapped up in the stuff of legends and folklore (fairies and leprechauns). What do other cultures think of them? What is the symbolism of a rainbow for you?
I am not a spiritual person, but just because I see the science behind a natural wonder, it doesn't actually take the wonder away for me. Everyone is entitled to have their own views on it and I doubt the rainbow cares. I have used and still use the word 'soul' and other such words, but for me the word 'soul' just sums up the inner workings of a person, nothing mythical, magical or spiritual, but beautiful all the same.
When I told the rainbow what its colors meant, it laughed ~ Marty Rubin
Nothing Profound ~ June 11th 2009
Three days of sky, the wonderful view from my front door... This week just gone has disappeared in a haze of cleaning products and hoovering, but I am glad I took a few moments to breathe, open my eyes and capture a few nice moments. Hope you had the chance to do the same? If you didn't, then there is always tomorrow.