Claire V. Bogdanos

This morning I awoke with lyrics in my head, “look, look, look to the rainbow, follow it over the

hill and the stream”.  It reminded me of God’s promise to Noah after the deluge that He would

set  “His bow in the sky” as a token of His covenant with mankind.  Isn’t that a lovely thought?

Just the image of a rainbow brings quivers to the heart and gladness to the eyes,   so very

magical . Good choice !  Lyricists romanticize rainbows as in “Finian’s Rainbow” ;  “The

Wizard of Oz” with its wistful classic “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”, which leads us to

William Wordsworth in a similar vein:  “My heart leaps up when I behold  a rainbow in the

sky:  So was it when my life began;  So it is now I am a man;  So be it when I shall grow old,

Or let me die !  The Child is father of the Man;  And I could wish my days to be Bound each to

each by natural piety”.  Wow !  However, today I choose to embrace the last stanza of “Look

to the Rainbow”.    “Look, look, look to the rainbow

Follow the fellow who follows a dream

Follow the fellow, follow the fellow

Follow the fellow who follows a dream”.

I’m okay with that, how about you ?

Sincerely,

Claire B.