All The Colours In A Rainbow Poem by M. A Heathcote

How did a bird, all the colours
In a rainbow, come to find us.
How was she discovered, brothers?
Wonders - my love, is this for us?
I promise you gifts like this.
Don't fall out of the magician's cuffs.
Look, look at her reflections of bliss.
How beautiful, how beauteous
How radiant her reflection:
Is she the sun over water?
Mirroring—you, my love, my lover
Look how she hovers, lips sulphur
Supernatural, perfection!
A million years could never alter.