As I sit isolated on the bus this afternoon, I hear all the familiar voices and anonymous chatter. I gaze out my right-side window and wonder if I'm the only one who notices such things. I see nothing but clear reflections in the rain drops which fall against the window, yet i still search for something more.
I see how pretty even the color in the grass and dirt is. I see how great it is to be able to see color and hear the beat. To think that many people aren't allowed such capabilities is absolutely astonishing. I see an increasingly vivid and bright rainbow and wonder what it would be like at the end.
As easy as it seems, I'd think many people would be able to tell me what it's like. I wonder if there's just a reflection of intertwined colors, or if it's just so much more. As we get closer to the rainbow, I pay more attention to what it may become. Though, as we get closer, it becomes increasingly transparent until it disappears.
Life is like a rainbow.
