I was taught that a rainbow
was a promise,
a secret message
to tell us
that the Universe
will never again flood our land–
will never again cause us to drown.
Sometimes it feels like that promise
has been broken,
that we are all drowning
in hatred and fear and chaos.
It feels as if the heavens
have not heard our pleas for absolution,
Yet, the gorgeous light
still cascades down like a waterfall,
its spectrum of hues bright, intense,
I wonder if we have misinterpreted its meaning.
Maybe the rainbow is a reminder to move forward,
to empathize, to unlearn bad information,
and to fill ourselves with better knowledge.
Maybe the rainbow is a reminder to never do harm
to one another with our words and our actions.
Maybe the rainbow is a reminder
to set our gaze and our focus
even as it streams
through lingering droplets of rain.
Photo by Raine Nectar on Pexels.com
This poem was inspired by Photo Challenge #319 from MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie.
I found this wonderful article about white privilege and racial microaggressions written by Lori Lakin Hutcherson. Check it out if you want to read about Hutcherson’s experiences and learn more about these issues.