I saw a rainbow cloud this morning. I always think it is an angel, prism stripe across high cirrus wisp across from morning sun. It shone above, turning and angling, it seemed, as I went about my way. Focusing on work task and losing sight, I looked high again; and it was gone.
I’ve only begun to see them lately. Maybe they’ve always shone. I know there is scientific explanation—light refraction of angled light and all of that—but I choose too to hope in something spiritual: Angel, God-sign, or another watching over from on high.
What does it hurt? And like Noah on the sea, it gifts me with a hope.