The Rainbow Poem by Imogene Wagner

You are a rainbow
of many gay colors
Shining through the mist
of Life's tears,
Whose dazzling arc
points the way to hidden treasures
But whose reality is ever
Illusively out of reach,
You are a thing of lifted spirit
whom no man dares to love
As his alone,
Who come after storm
for reassurance
And are nowhere
when storms are spent;
You promise delight to many
in abundant expansive
Wealth of Beauty,
And leap alone over the mountain
When a hand would grasp,
Smiling tenderly from the distant hill,
Because we cannot resist you
Nor possess you...
And so I love you
As my spirit would cling
To a beauty,
And share you with the many
Who seek,
And run no more
To pinion your body
To my breast.