Photograph: ‘Double Rainbow near Stonehenge, Wiltshire, England’ – WHB – July 2009 ©
The Double Rainbow
When the double rainbow comes
In all its lustrous splendour,
Then will I sing of my true love,
How sweet and kind and tender.
Her beauty sings the sky’s delight,
Gently she shows her grace;
I love the light within her soul
Which permeates her face.
For me fond Nature’s miracles
Cannot describe suffice
The beauty which I find in her,
My love from Paradise.
Roland's Ragbag 
This is just so sheer and beautiful Roland. I am afraid you will have a number of us feel soft hearted this morning.:) I quote you: ” I love the light within her soul
Which permeates her face.”‘.
And the double 🌈 So stunning.
Miriam
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Lovely sentiments, Miriam. I welcome your appreciation of my efforts.
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I particularly like this piece Roland, the comparison between a rare double rainbow and a love so rare, beauty of nature and beauty of the female form, lovely. Thank you.
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Thank you, Nigel, for your appreciation of the double meanings behind my verses.
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A lovely piece of poetry Roland and you have captured the beauty of nature and this phenomenon. I have been lucky enough to see this once and it was breath taking. Like in your poem, nature takes us into the purest love.
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I thank you for your warm and generous comments, Davy.
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How lovely! I have never seen a double rainbow. But, from your poem I can imagine its breathtaking magnificence.
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Very pleasing of you to say so. Thank you Lesley.
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