It passes overhead,
Threading among the clouds.
A promise of a promise,
Like a prayer said aloud.
Colors ever-changing,
Shifting like the seasons.
Blinking red, and into blue,
Shining yellow without reasons.
Encompassing the entire world,
Yet just a sliver of the sky.
Stretching far for just a glimpse,
The rainbow passing by.
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