While having a late evening walk with eyes begging for a sight, a remarkable generosity of nature blessed my poor eyes.
Confirming to typical tropical conditions the pre-monsoon late evening showers arrived at a distance.
But before the gloom, dark and the thunder afar arrived across the plains, there was this ineffable beauty of a double rainbow, fourteen layers of colors on top of each other, across the horizon.
Empty though my stomach was, my mind filled with the question, Can love survive a relationship?
It occurred to me by sheer chance that doesn't the question amount to asking whether a rainbow can survive a rain. The signs of one in its fathomless interminable beauty resulting in much needed refreshing rain though eventually will erase the beauty that is a rainbow, undoubtedly follows natures command for needed fertility. To know that, is to know the reality in its innumerable successive manifestations, is to know the 'truth of the situation' as 'it' unfolds between our breath.
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