Once there was a Girl thinking of a friend. She thought and She loved so much that She created a flower, one of great beauty and sweet smell. It's orange petals sang so sweetly in the breeze, that She created another flower, and called it Red, for the fragrence of apples was so strong it turned the leaves to fruit. Delighted in Her creations, She was compelled to create more beauties; spinning yellows, pale blues, vibrant purples, tender greens, and more.
The Sky became captivated by Her creations, and shone brightly on her precious flowers. He noticed Her tears as She beheld Winter approaching, where Her precious colors would be put away for a time. The Sky asked for a blessing of Her graceful beauty, to hold in His care when the world saw Her beauties, and to show when it forgot. So the Girl took some of Her best creations; the reds, pinks, orange, yellows, blues, purples and so many more colors, and held them dearly to Her chest. When She opened Her arms, the breeze caught the creations and carried them to the Sky, where they are put on display for a short time, to remind us of the beauties from Earth. The Girl looked up to the heavens and found Her colors in beautiful array, and smiled.
The Girl grew old, and one day no longer walked the long roads lined with Her colors. The Sky searched all over for Her, but could not find Her, for She was buried beneath an expanse of Red, Orange, Blue, Purple, Green, and Yellow. When He realized this fate, the Sky pulled a blanket of clouds over His face, and cried out great cascades of rain for His Friend. With amazement, the Sky found that with each drop of water, the flowers grew stronger. The Rain came softer, gentler, easing into a mist. The Sky eased His face out with the Sun, and wished for a way to honor. She was the most beautiful and gracious of all, and deserved beauty. So as a tribute to the Girl, the Sky let down some of the colors She had given Him in the best ribbon He had- a Rainbow. As the sparkling light touched the ground, the Earth sang with a flutter of bird's wings, rustle of tree leaves, and sigh of flower's petals, and joy was forever known throughout the land.
Every so often you can see the story of the Sky and the Girl. Every so often you can hear the laughter and see the joy that was shared. And ever so sweetly, You may yet be able to see the pathway of the Rainbow that the Girl took on Her way from the Earth to the Sky.
All because a Girl thought of a friend.
"What's life without a dream?" -Joey Cannon
Love, Me.
