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"The soul would have no rainbows had the eyes no tears."~ author unknown
If the eyes have cried the ribbons of colored light should follow. Should? Perhaps.
I've been thinking about that a lot. About what happens when you've wrung yourself inside out and still you're standing under an empty expressionless sky.
Perhaps it depends where the soul looks.
Lately I've started thinking that unexpected kindness from a woman I barely know, the kiss of my four year old and 9000 words up on a brand new book might all be the colors I've been ignoring.
Arcs in the sky are nice. Everyone sees them.
But perhaps the rainbows of the soul are a more personal, intimate matter?
What about you? What have been your rainbows?
PS- when my rainbow finds its way to the thousands of miles above you'll all be the first know. :)
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