Quarantine Thoughts: #2 the rainbow

On my way to work the other day, I notixed something different. There was a rainbow in the sky. I guessed, it sticked on to me, being dramatic and all. I just like looking at a sunny sky. Though I would have wanted if there were fewer cables and roofs to block my view. Even still, sunny sky with a bit clouds here and there, is the best view. To me at, least. Remember when I talked about 'cloud tracing,' when I let my pen freely draw what my eyes see on the shape of clouds. Though, I haven't done it for a very long time now, my eyes would always stare at the beauty of the sky.

Rainy days are a bit hectic to me, now. I guess, it should have always been, if my memory is right. But I just don't like rainy weather. Though, it's true beauty can only be seen during the late evening and at night. If you're aware of the golden hour, when it's raining or about to rain, the sky turns reddish violet. Also, the smell of the air, at time, one can smell the water in the air. That's probably my way of telling whenever it's about to rain. A definite high prediction rate, sometimes. It's fun to predicting the weather with colleagues. And when my prediction suddenly comes true, even if no one's impressed by it. I feel a bit proud having a little bit of know with the weather. Hence, I tell myself, the sky speaks with me or I know the secret the sky. Or something like that. I still have a wild imagination. But not as wild as before.

Going back to the rainbow. Other it appearing right before my eyes, I noticed something else. There were no one looking at it. There was a child who pointed at it, and I guess, I heard her say with glowing wide eye, 'rainbow.' But that's it. Her playmates didn't mind it. They paid no special heed to it.

Was I unaware of their awareness? Was I too late to notice their moment of enthusiam of finding something rare, peculiar, unusual?

Or were they to preoccupied with trivialities that to them even miracles are considered trivials?

But those just a few of my thoughts back then and just now. Since my eyes were intently fording the cables of telephone and electric poles and jumping over rooftops. All I want to do at just that moment, was to look at the rainbow. Nothing else. At that moment, everything, to me, was trivial. Save for the clouds, the setting sun and that one rainbow.