The Rainbow comes after the rain
take me long to a daylight walk,
with every sweat
fall under my knee and cease me nothing
than a whisper of the wind,
for i shall then hold my teardrop
kiss my hand of cool quizzed of cobbler
hunter fool
chances come in forces of dust and drag
every moist to lead of what
is meant to be one in you Lord as you fire me
always in your
great wisdom and focus the
sweeten haven in the quest of your
own heart
let me become the paradigm shift
of what the end
begin to dusk and find what brings my day
comes a lasting remark of your
judgment
i come to follow your light in the
lives of your creation....
poem by Antonio Liao
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