The Sky

The land will never know

The secrets of the sky

The wonders of the rainbow

It's the apple of my eye.

The fury of the thunder,

The flash of the lightning,

Land thinks it represents

The anger of the king.

The strange thing is

What he really wants to show

Is the seven different colors

To the beautiful rainbow.

Rainbows can never be

Dependent on rain or shine

You need both the elements

To create the longed divine.

So when the times are down

And totally not in your favor,

Remember during the storm

There's always your creator.