What colors?  What does it take to get you to stop and pause.  A rainbow does it for me every time. My imagination displays itself in colors. I just want to follow the rainbow to the end. Pot of gold...maybe but precious moments, absolutely. This moment is what we have now.

“Donde termina el arco iris,
en tu alma o en el horizonte?







and so I muse................
Where does the rainbow end,
in your soul or on the horizon?” ― Pablo Neruda, The Book of Questions