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"I've been deeply moved!"
"Me too", he said
While looking at the mountain framed in red,
The red of sunset, "My, it's quite a view!
And see the rainbow over there?"
I knew
He didn't really know it hadn't been
Exactly what I meant.
"I haven't seen
It lovelier than today, after that rain."
He added.
And I doubted, should I explain?
It was not Isarog I thought of, I
Was thinking of that dome against the sky.
I know that what we saw from where we stood
Was but this sunset scene. Perhaps a mood
--- A moment out of time, when time must pause
Between a longing and a sense of loss---
Was what had made us see quite differently.
To him, the grandeur of the scene; to me,
The meaning hidden in that dome that rose
Above the town. That He could be so close!
To think that I would look beyond and miss
The One Who made all grandeur and all bliss.
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And why at least I see it, who can tell?
Perhaps, because, it's where the rainbow fell.
*The Rainbow, October, 1966
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