The Rainbow

So beautiful is the rainbow,
Draped across the sky.
After the rain has ceased its flow,
Clearing the vapors where mist forms lie.

Filmed in the clouds is a castle high,
Arching far into the east.
O come with your eyes ever glowing,
A moment...and then it has ceased.

For there is wonder in looking,
And the colors are blending and warm.
The thunder is racing the sky-ways,
Sending its fearful alarm.

O the rainbow, the rainbow, the rainbow,
To see it...my heart fills with glee.
Stretched in a veil of high columns,
In that fantasy realm...that I see.

O the magic...my vision doth lend me,
In a band of rare colors...in light.
Spread like a colonnade to heaven,
and beholding in awe...such a sight.


E.P. 1908 - 1989