Treasure at the end

November 15, 1982

As the rain came down And the sun shone through A beautiful array of colors Touched the morning dew. As if in an arch That rainbow stretched Far across the lands From the east to the west. What beauty is displayed In this wonderful sight A symbol of tranquility After a stormy night. One may only wonder About the fortune he may find But the only treasure at the end Is the hope for all mankind -