The elusive untouchable rainbow

A magical mystery

Arising from a single beam of light

Effortlessly dividing itself

Into seven distinct colours

Yet remaining always

One undivided

Inseparable whole

Perfectly mirroring

And faithfully reflecting

The Oneness of reality

Being the perrenial bridge

Between the seen

And the unseen

The sacred and the priofane

The temporal

And the eternal

And realise that there

Never was a pot of gold

To be found

At the end of any rainbow

As we are already complete

Standing now and always

At he point

Where all timelines

Locations

And Worlds meet

Being the divine embodiments

Of the eternal covenant

Unifying all opposites

And see that

The pot of gold was always here

It was never missing