Rainbow Trekking

I want to trek to your rainbow,
and on my way there
I will relish stomping in the puddles
in my yellow gum boots
without an umbrella
my hair flat on my head with fallen raindrops.

I will gaze into the grey sky
Neck stretched back
Drops of water bouncing off my open lips
And into my mouth
While eyeing off a pocket of blue
peripherally

A small speck of colour
A promise of your rainbow