Pure Truth

by Emma

Over the rainbow,
She chased the colours,
Vibrant and alive
She watched the fading colours change and new emerge,
Eyes towards the sky,
She followed the light

The rainbow grew,
Her steps quickened
Spectrum of choice,
She tried to touch it but failed,
Head facing forward
She continued on.

The rainbow faded
Night crept slowly in,
She walked on freely with no regret
As the rain started,
She began to dance.

The mind of a deep thinker…or complete rubbish…it is all down to interpretation and perception…