rays filter through the soft rain. it was pleasingly cool enough for
light jackets. the fresh, clean scent was heavenly, and we were both
as content as two well fed cows.
and then our hearts leaped out of our chests, as we beheld the most
gorgeous rainbow appear. rainbows are a sign of beauteous hope,
and i consider it an awesome privilege to see one.
i may never go home, now.
does anyone else see that pot of gold?
"I have set my rainbow in the clouds. . ." genesis 9
love,
lea
