A rainbow rises from the water’s mist,
A promise etched in heaven’s list,
A bow of colors, soft and bright,
A sign of mercy after the night.
The waters clash, their song is loud,
Their surface veiled in shifting clouds.
Yet deep beneath their restless spray,
A treasure waits in silent array.
Not gold nor jewels, nor earthly gain,
But peace that quiets every pain,
A calm that whispers to the soul,
A refuge where the heart is whole.
For in the depths, where chaos reigns,
A still, small voice softly proclaims:
“Be still, and know that I am here,
My love will cast out every fear.”
The rainbow stands, a covenant true,
A reminder of the grace that’s due,
Not just a sign in skies above,
But proof of God’s undying love.
© c.f. leach, 2025. Copyright protected. All rights reserved
Rhemalogy 
A beautiful Sunday psalm:) love it
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So glad you liked it. Thank you for your comment and stopping by. Have a blessed new week!
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Great poem and pic! Lovely!
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Thank you so much. it’s a blessing. I’ve been seeing a lot of rainbows lately. Even saw one on my livingroom rug not long ago. Maybe God’s trying to tell us something. Thanks for stopping by. Hope you have a blessed week my friend!
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It IS God’s promise, not an emblem of perversion! Hallelujah!🤠
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Amen. That’s all it’s ever meant and all it will ever mean is the covenant God made to Noah. Amen and amen again!!
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