THE MOST BEAUTIFUL ARC

The Most Beautiful Arc
by Cher

Why do things have to be so difficult....
Why is it that as a mother you cannot always
provide the protection for your offspring
that you know they need.....

I am asking the questions...
but I already know the answers....
they must grow...
they must stumble to walk....
they must use their own powers of creativity
and intuitiveness to weather the storm.

We never just want to stay on the side lines.
We want to be at their sides during the battle...
but logic dictates that we cannot engage in such....
We must let them lead the charge...
Take up the mantle...and power
Through the opposition.

The opposition is brutal
fierce and doesn't care about ...
human emotions or relations.
The only factor that is recognized by
the opposing forces are -
those of empirical and prime value.
Dollars and cents.


As a Mother....
I wish I could find it ....
Maybe ... at the end of the rainbow
 ..... Where is the leprechaun?
What is he hiding?....
Where is the pot of gold?.
Are you out there?....
Are you hearing me?....

Please do not send your demons,
your collectors, your nemesis......
We crave your indulgence
and seek some compassion.
Life changes have precipitated
this course of events.
The Immaturity of those who
were bestowed with responsibility and
who gaily thru it to the wind because
of lecherous affections in neighbouring terrain.

Make space....
Give time....
Empathise....
I have a path to walk...
A journey to complete...
The road is slippery from the early morning rain...
I am cold and feel hungry....but I look up....and what doth I see...

The Rainbow
- a promise.....it will get better....
It will be dark for a while
as the heavy clouds rush across the sky...
But the space will be made...
The sky will become clear again...
and the beauty of the diffracted
light of the arc will be seen through it all......

I have a ways to walk...
Mr. Leprechaun.... please....
Please....
Wait for me....