Everything's fine,
everything's cool;
nothing to worry me,
the sun's started to shine.
The clouds are parting,
the rain is stopping.
A rainbow's appearing,
the colors are starting.
Where's the pot of gold,
the end of this bow?
I have no idea
but the fantasy holds.
Universe seems mild,
the stars seem aligned;
cosmos is auspicious,
heavens seem to have smiled.
I'll take this time now
with deep gratitude,
knowing all things can change
any way, any how.
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