A Bow in Symphony

Caught up in a mood of a promise of oldAs brilliant hues soar high

A magnificent bow in symphony

I watched with wonderment toward the sky

Gracefully arched it comes into view

Through the mist the colors glow

A touch of magic lingers there

As they dance in place to form the perfect bow.

Oh, to see beyond the rainbow and know the magic there

Drifting like the mist through towering clouds

Suspended like a moonbeam, it comes to touch m’ heart

Lavender, blues, reds and gold, its omnilucience almost too breathtaking to behold!

— Goldie Gartin, Nashville