Dancing Rainbows

Rainbows dancing across the sky, happy for their chances to shine once again, colors brilliantly and evenly dispersed, taking their shape automatically as an arch. Watching the sky after each rainfall, wanting to follow it to it's end for the fabled pot of gold, walking, driving, never able to reach it no matter how hard we try to capture it. Hoping to grasp it's wealth for ourselves, dreaming about the riches and things that we will be able to purchase, making our lives better. Yet, with each new appearance of one, we are never any closer to any part of our particular dreams, our minds soaring constantly. Being brought back to reality with a sudden thump, as we land once again on earth, having nothing else in our hands.