Last night, just before the sun went down, there was a rainbow. "Quick mum, look", I rush to window and catch my breath. Can I grab my camera and rush outside before this beauty fades?
Yes, captured forever.
Now by rights that pot of gold should be just behind the trees in the field. Oh how I wish it were.
We decide to take a walk in the field with the rainbow. The elves who guard the pot of gold rushed in there before us and hid it from sight. We looked but could not see their little footprints or mark of the pot. How much gold they must have in their fairy bank somewhere deep in the earth.
I imagine this is special gold. The gold of light itself. They will hold their currency of golden light for winter months and for real sadness. It is then that they will issue a cheque of light to brighten a day, to bring a smile, to raise a heart.
The underground bank is bursting with gold, there to cheer you when you need it most.
What do you see or imagine when you see a rainbow?