Fading Rainbows

As I was in my car this afternoon, headed to the dry cleaners--a chore I despise, especially at 5 p.m.--there it was, a rainbow so big and so bright I could see all the colors in the arc. In fact, the arc was a full one as well. As I sat through my third stint at the same red light, I watched it fade as the rain slowly stopped.

A thought occurred to me, one by which I have guided my own life at times: Never question a rainbow.

You may curse the rain that causes you to sit for three rounds of a light, but without the rain, there is no color and without the annoying light, how can you watch it as it fades into brilliant sky?