Beyond Myth. Simply seeing the Rainbow.

A symbol of divine grace.
A guide to the pot of gold.
A reminder of the unseen properties of light.

Rainbows are woven into countless stories across cultures.

This afternoon, as I paused to watch one stretch across the sky, I was reminded of all the poems, fables and meanings.

Then, setting stories aside, I simply stood still in the presence of the rainbow and soaked it in. No legend, no explanation.

And in that moment, I realised, the rainbow doesn’t need a story. Its beauty alone is enough to move the human heart.

As much fun as storytelling can be, sometimes things are best enjoyed for what they are.