“Rainbows, over high towers
Born out of autumn’s showers,
Please, bless the stubborn that keeps on trying
To believe there’s more to life than just dying.
Reborn out of ashes,
Rebury all the axes,
Redo the plans that keep you up at night
And relearn to shake off the stage fright.
You know standing and staring won’t do,
For there’s more to the heart that searches for clues –
You must listen to the silence and read it through
So to find the piece that starts the rainbow within you.”