In the aftermath of a storm’s fierce might,Emerges a bridge of colors bright.A gentle arc across the sky,Whispering hope as clouds pass by.Each hue a promise of peace to come,A silent song, a gentle hum.In red and orange, a dawn anew,Yellow and green, dreams to pursue.Blue and indigo, calm and deep,A lullaby for the world to sleep.Violet whispers of mysteries old,Tales of wonder waiting to be told.Oh, rainbow, fleeting and rare,A symbol of beauty beyond compare.In your embrace, the world finds cheer,A moment of magic, crystal clear.