Menacing low, the cloud ceiling hovers,
the indulgence of raindrops, I run taking cover,
rumbling skies, a piercing bolt, the washed over lanes, blurr my vision.
Steady I am, determined I ride, clearing my head of thoughtful decisions.
trapped with disease, the ceiling lowers,
the world is smaller, a life stands stiller.
after the rains, a clearing… then sun,
the rainbow appears, vibrant, regal, bold,
the rainbow is ephemeral, it’s beauty and promise gold.