The Rainbow’s End

I hear my happy thoughts sing,
of shapes and sounds the April rain brings,
To faraway yellow hills I will go,
to seek the throbbing rainbow’s end.

I danced along the unseen track,
The path that leads to once spoken dreams,
For these thundering dreams I will keep,
till at the last turning we shall meet.

At the beating of the greying rain,
I will find my home again,
In the depths of this world,
I will find my rainbow’s end.

This poem is an excerpt from the book The World is a Dark and Lovely Place by Carol Meiyin