Fay Slimm.

Crescented Magic.

 

Crescented Magic.

 

Hello shiny loop of post-shower Rainbow,
you of mosaic-powered striated halo,
and, so sages tell, a sign of faith.

You chaste secreter of much potted gold,
crescented magic of arc-perfection
your brilliant mixtures of shaded hues
break raindrops to states
of optic illusion that act as temptation.

Oh consummate sweep of bow-creation,
who can know when and what
day you appear so colourfully sweeping ? 

Favour no seekers, oh Rainbow whom
by digging for myth will
selfishly follow ideas right to your end.

 

Make therefore no friends

of illicit searchers for treasure, those

who see you as meant lure 

for wealth\'s  retrousséd embellishment.

 

Rainbow you cover no meant blessings
in pseudo-gilt with which
ingratiates have been long obsessed.

Sedate then vile lucre-lust with direst
sub-sequence on each  
pain-augmented foot to way-lay theft.

Divert and deflect looters who with 
ruinous know-how create 
special deception before desecrating.

You as a wraith of kaleidoscope keep
away crooked schemers
by merely retaining pure iridescence.

 

Alive with mysterious rays

behave like a ghost, turn wispy pale,

disappear to invalidate trespass.

 

Rainbow hide what is always your own

from blind passers by with

greedy spade-eyes, stay unmolested.

 

Stretch out your tracery uncontrolled,
sky\'s vaulted bow keeping faith afloat   
as a glorious sign, light-arrowed 

to show divine assurance.