The storm has passed. The sky is bright.
A rainbow rises from the sea.
It’s stopped by clouds eventually,
but in the sky’s a sail that’s white.
We’re thankful for this gift of light.
Our gratitude pours out as praise
that we were given all these days
to listen, hear with renewed hearts,
forsaking all deceptive arts,
performing service that obeys.
Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “bright” to be use in an A rhyme of a décima having rhyme pattern ABBAACCDDC for this week’s challenge.