When rain falls gently on my face,
and willows bow in slender grace,
when golden sun the clouds does rend,
I think of all the time we’ve spent.
When in the sky the lark does sing,
and Summer follows bright young Spring,
when trees and meadows flower green,
I think of all my eyes have seen.
When silver eve follows the day,
or morrow chases dark night’s grey,
when Autumn comes in golden hue,
I think, my sweetest dream, of you.
And when the world is white with snow,
and fierce a wind from East does blow,
while frost will show its evil will,
my heart’s delight, I’ll love you still.
Photo: my own galery
My husband and I celebrate our New Year in the spring time. Following the natural cycle of the moon and the sun. Thank you for sharing incredible rainbow 🌈 God’s divine promise.
Beautiful.
Following on from your post the other day about synchronicity, today I saw a rainbow very similar to the one in the photo accompanying your post today. Perhaps people are somehow connected through time and space. Here's a thought