After the Rain

After the rain…

Black horizon blue after the rain,

Birds circling in a clear frame,

Deep trenches rumbling loud,

The sea shore bustling with sound,

They pulled me in, once again.

Sea gulls calling all around,

Turtles trailing the ground,

Winds playing the flute,

Clouds dancing with tune,

I stood on there, forever bound.

Then a rainbow on the horizon I saw,

Seven colors shone without a flaw,

Small droplets touched my brow,

The chill through my veins grew,

Knelt down hands folded, in awe!