So I wrote a sonnet and then bed, ned
Streaking through the air on glis'ning drops
Colours stripe but blend in complex charm
The rain attempts once more to so disarm
And here succeeds, our apathy thence stops
Wherefore the secret pools of rainbow burst
To melt the frigid depths and make us dear
Even with such simple methods mere
Breaking through our fortress how it durst
It splits the sky, this splendid work of art
A perfect form of beauty in an arch
A million different colours there converge
In seven parts of heart and pretty tart
Nature shines with beauty unsurpassed
A thousand years and more shall it outlast.

EDIT: It's about rainbows btw