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Skimming Rainbows

It’s 12 years ago since my little brother left. Every year at 8.50am I’ve lit a candle for him. This morning in Cornwall he got me back – and lit up the sky. With a triple rainbow no less.

I’ve never seen such a sight before. Appearing when I looked out the window as the candle was alight. “No way, Thomas!”, I said to myself, “how on earth did you wangle that??“

I rushed outside with a sense of combined awe and excitement to capture what is apparently a rare phenomenon. But, more than that, I wanted to be up close to what I was now imagining was my little brother’s cheeky handiwork draping down from those darkened clouds. Skimming rainbows in the sky like he’d skim stones in the sea as a child. Descending for a precious minute to remind me of the gentle joker he once was.

As I stood there in my mismatched pyjamas on the deck not knowing whether to laugh or cry, it then started to rain. I could feel the soft spray on my face like a soothing spritz putting me under nature’s spell. And, as that cold rain rested upon my cheeks, so too did my tears suddenly begin to fall.

But, it was the exquisite tears of both sadness and joy that rose up as my body bathed in the comfort of that extraordinary heavenly coincidence before me. So many emotions within – now intersecting as delicately as that truly gorgeous triple rainbow.

As the rain stopped, the peace then fell on that rare miracle of death that gifts moments to feel so utterly alive.

Nice one, Thomas. You did well ? ?

By Debbie Geraghty

Hailing from Scotland and now living in Cornwall, UK. A window gazing lover of river and clouds. A visual storyteller and wondering wanderer who tries to live deeply - but lightly.

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