After the storm comes the rainbow,
An insignia of hope,
A pointer to dry land
The carrier of beauty.
Every storm eventually gets coloured by a rainbow.
That is why I adore this touch of nature too much
After the storm comes the rainbow,
An insignia of hope,
A pointer to dry land
The carrier of beauty.
Every storm eventually gets coloured by a rainbow.
That is why I adore this touch of nature too much
That's true. I love nature as much as you do, @kingspiration :)