Arbour Hill , Dublin, Ireland on 26th March 2016, where the leaders of the 1916 Rising lay at rest. That day the weather was almost four seasons in one day but at one point there was a beautiful rainbow . Below is a poem to reflect that moment of the day at Arbour Hill. Hope you enjoy it.
Natures Tribute
Dragged by the ominous grey cloud,
The averse shower must make way;
For lingering is not allowed
On this celebratory day.
The scene moves on from grey to blue,
The sun, starting to re-appear
Gives the waiting rainbow its cue,
To form a spectrum arch so clear
The moistened blades do glisten now,
The names inscribed in stone reflect.
As you lie beneath natures bow,
You did not fail in retrospect.
