Water tears from the gray skies aloft,
Anguished upon their arrival to the rocky Earth.
Pieces of the Sun burn brightly through an unguarded hole,
A blazing spectrum of colors are its toll.
\The Wind stirs,
Up flashes an array of colors.
Thick bands of Violet and Blue invade the air,
Followed by Red with much care.
\Barely waver Orange and Yellow,
Tagging along as its yellow.
Despite their vagueness they hold on tight,
Flickering like a hopeful candle in the midst of a
\Frigid black night.