There's really little to know.
This evening I chased a rainbow, and for the first time in my life I found the end.
Have any of you ever walked through a rainbow? I haven't. If I could have gotten to this one without causing alarm to the homeowner who's yard it ended in, I would have walked into this one. Would things have looked differently, felt differently, sounded, tasted or smelled differently? I like to think so. I like to think that within a rainbow is all kinds of magic. I'm not talking about leprecauns or pots of gold kind of magic. Rather a spiritual bit of magic. I imagine it as a world of silence, a place of recharging, a place of peace.
Maybe seeing the end of this rainbow was a little bit of magic within itself.