Clothed In Rainbows and Lightning

A poem

Today she wears the rainbow

Colorful and bright and fun

Everything about her is vibrant and light

She is full of laughter,

When she wears her rainbow clothes

And nothing brings her pain or sorrow

She is tougher than the storm

Tomorrow she will wear the lightning

Fierce and fiery and ferocious

She quick to lip, and hasty to fight

Her passion is a sight to behold

Unless, under her wrath, you find yourself

Those around her respect her power

Her confidence is her fury

Pity upon the poor fool who told her to be the rainbow

He experienced the full power of the lightning

All its wrath and fury expended on unsuspecting moron

But also pity those who tell her to wear the lightning

For they are only interested in the power it holds

The rainbow and the lightning, together make her up

One without the other is nothing short of a disaster

She is clothed in rainbows and lightning

The light and the dark, the good and the bad

She is not one or the other, for they do not define her

She is powerful and she is soft

She is colorful and wild and intense

She is beautiful to behold and awe-inspiring to survey

She is clothed in rainbows and lightning