The gloom of rain brings people down, as the clouds disappear.
I am next. I am here.
The sun shines directly on me, as my colors are so clear.
I am beautiful. I am here.
Peoples eyes widen with joy, their faces filled with cheer.
I bring happiness. I am here.
Across the mountains into the seas, somehow far and near.
I am imminent. I am here.
I go away oh so soon, I just disappear.
But do not worry. I am always here.
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PoetryI live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...