A rainbow is like a miracle.
That early evening walking down the streets of Bolzano after a downpour of epic proportions, I almost missed the rainbow. Street lights were already lit to pierce the darkness that had enveloped the city. From my vantage point though, I could see that the skies were clear on the horizon and there the sun still kissed the land.
Then I spotted it … the rainbow. Faint at first but it soon gained strength. It seemed to be a symbol. A bridge between the darkness of near night into the clear blue skies full of light. I thought, ‘now I understand why the rainbow flag is used to symbolize peace’.
Everyone else continued along their way huddled in their coats under their umbrellas. It seemed that I was the only one who’d seen that portent created by Mother Nature as a gift and a hope.
in the darkness
a rainbow shows the way
© G.s.k. ‘15
Written for Haibun Thinking