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 ?