A word about rainbows and other solitary things.
As do gather the mists of life, so do individual
creations come to create and form.
The solitude of these are bags of foam,
essence of breath
legs and paws of death,
scarce and rare as a true kiss.
Piles of noble gravediggers shall never find
the immeasurable completion,
the methodical renewal,
the transmigration of hearts
rendered helpless in the face
of total annihilation.
Supreme happiness is only to be found
in the Rainbow state.