The Valley that Calls by Deniz Besim - HTML preview

The Rainbows

Straight through the valley a river surges

At the end of that there are waterfalls

Over rocks the crashing water purges

You will see a sight for a rainbow calls.

Gorgeous colour streams of differing rays

Reds, blues, yellows, pinks, purples, silvers, greens,

Orange, browns, gold, see-through clears, whites and greys,

One of the globes most remarkable scenes,

As gracefully all these colours do blend

Over the violently crashing currents

There where it crashes, the waters doth end

Sailing in flows and streams of wild torrents.

You can envision some unicorns there

With no blend of these rays, it would seem bare.