Full Circle

I am the spectrum continuum, the uninterrupted rainbow.

I have come full circle, I am whole.

I am a mysterious like appearance, half of me concealed.

I exsist with substance, with cause.

I bring beauty to your sight, radiate upon you with the clearing of a grey sky.

I am all hope...I have.

I am all faith...In this I trust.

Believe that I will appear again. I am already here. The brightest of white light. Pure.

Paint the sky to clear the remaining tear drops falling.

You shall see me then, my true form, arched high, vibrant and strong.

I am never ending.

Unattainable...I cannot be used, or have pieces stolen plucked from the sky. There is no allowance to diminish my light.

Whole.

Uninterrupted.

My true self.

My true colours...Finally...All on full display.