somewhere over the rainbow where we cannot see,
we can dream.
of all that is good in the world in spite of the news.
or in addition.
we mourn those who are lost, the innocents in South Carolina,
we honor those who have comforted their families.
on the other side of the rainbow is hope,
through the yellows and reds, indigo and orange,
sadness is filtered away and we stand in awe.
we honor the clouds that billow behind,
the trees that reach to the sky, the flowers
that bloom reliably.
keep dreaming and reaching for goodness.
what else can we do.