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 The Rainbow 6-9-2001 
 
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A stormy day over and I see through my little window,
the Sun, peeping out of the great window of God. Sunshine,
a great sheet of silver across the greens and over the skyline.
Above the skyline bright white clouds, and above them the rainbow!
But nothing can please me, this moment. The rainbow makes me think
of you and clouds vapourise as I think of you. With clouds all vaourised
the rainbow melts away. Great window set ablaze slowly burns the greens.
The skyline laughs at me. A rainbow of memories, stretches endless
in my thoughts.

Contributed by : Shailesh Trivedi