Chromatic Phantasmagoria

In the realm of the rainbow's arc,

A symphony of colors spark,

Vivid hues in radiant dance,

Entrancing all who dare to glance.

From scarlet red to violet blue,

Each shade tells a story true,

Of hope and joy, of love and grace,

In this kaleidoscopic embrace.

But hidden within this prism bright,

Lies a secret, veiled from sight,

A world of spirits, ghosts of light,

Guardians of the rainbow's might.

They whisper tales of ancient lore,

Of dreams and wishes to restore,

A touch of magic in their gaze,

A promise of brighter days.

So as you gaze upon the sky,

And see the rainbow soaring high,

Remember the spirits that reside,

In the colors that forever glide.

For in their ethereal display,

They guide us through the darkest day,

And fill our hearts with awe and wonder,

In this chromatic phantasmagoria.