I awoke one early morning when the sky was like a crisp cold Arctic sea.
I donned my warmest attire and embarked on a lonesome journey.
The flat prairie around was covered by a sheet of frozen white snow.
As I traveled in the strange quietness, my eyes noticed the sun’s eerie glow.
Above the horizon of naked trees stripped of their garment of leaves,
I peered into the cerulean blue sky trying not to mind the biting, frigid breeze.
The sun sat low in its skyward climb transmitting the strangest glow.
It was a specter of blinding light surrounded by an arched blazing halo.
Though far away the glittering vision was as brilliant as I’ve ever seen.
It was a rare winter’s rainbow planting a seed of hope inside of me.
Through the remainder of the day I journeyed and toiled to the end.
And in my mind and heart, i held on to that vision, that dazzling and rare rainbow of the sun.