Rainbows in the Distance

Troubled eyes, shoes are untied.
They won't catch me looking down.

Whether ill-fate or karma.
A mere painting in the clouds.

A settle disappointment,
As sun showers fall,
To a rainbow in the distance.


Many thoughts upon rock bottom.
Feet sore by treading ground.

Don't let our books knock off the shelf.
History in pages never to be found.

Eyes lie space and time,
As may have been missed in haste,
A rainbow in the distance.


In an orbit which circles the sun.
Naive to eyes inside the box.

Immense universe in drastic change.
Intertwined in such small thought.

Goodbye old soul,
Hello unknown,
Still be Rainbows in our distance.



Dallas Shea Smith©

June '10