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Rainbows' End
They found him at the end of his Rainbow;
face down.
Tracking from the beginning
there were swatches of childhood dreaming,
motivating battles and struggles in the seams and creases,
failures and successes revealed in tea leaves;
sometimes smiles, sometimes grief;
but always the Rainbow Ride and Dream.
As he drew closer to it's end
the more he began to count coins in his pot of gold
soon to be where
all the world would be happiness paved;
at the terminus point;
the end
where lived the Rainbow Dream;
all of Efforts Reward enshrined there.
But the happenstance was
as he came to his
Rainbow's end-
feet planted
firmly to receive-
what a life's work
had striven for
he found there
only another trail
which re-wound
back to his starting point;
back to him.
Rainbow's end with just him
was no dream, because once
there he realized that the paths
he took also made him unworthy
of Rainbow dreams.
So startling this was to him
his heart failed
because he realized
at Rainbow's end
there could be no Rainbow
with just him
at its end.
He realized that he was not his own dream.
'I, ' he said in the expiring
'was not worth the trip
nor worthy of reaching its end.'
So ironic is
the discovery that
we are often unworthy
at Rainbow end
because our paths there tainted the goal.
Sad lrony is we must be the Rainbow we seek
otherwise in getting there
we arrive hollowed out
and empty;
because Rainbows
are not destinations
but the process
we use to become complete
human beings.
poem
by
Lonnie Hicks
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