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.