Writer: Shahi Ezzeldin
Editor: Abdallah Sobhi
When I look at the sky and see a rainbow
I see seven spectrum colors forming a perfectly arched bow
I see art
Manifesting its way to my eyes and making my mouth drool
Scattered sunrays penetrating the showers falling from the heavens
A fountain from cloud to cloud
But in fact, it’s a never ending cycle
Of optical illusion
When I look at the sky and see a rainbow
and wonder what it could possibly symbolize
I don’t see districts, I see hope
The kind that imitates light in the end of the tunnel
I don’t see odium, I see joy
The overflowing happiness that makes any signs of grief dim
I see serenity
The oasis that is your only refuge
That appears amidst your tangled mind and troubled thoughts
Only this time, it isn’t a mirage
So before you soak your boots in the puddles
As well as your deduction
Stay long enough to see the aftermath of the rain
The colors that march in the exhilarating sky parade
Don’t bias against nature
Observe
Contemplate
God is the greatest artist
And his art is a sight to be witnessed with poise
And grace
