Sun Dog

I know rainbows do not exist

Except as a property of light

I know that what I am seeing

Does not exists, and that

A mile away no one can see it

But just so it was

With shepherds on a hillside

And the multitude of heavenly host

That God reveals Himself

In quiet and unexpected ways

So I cannot but believe

That this phantom of light

Hanging above the world

Like a Christmas angel

Bears glad tidings of great joy

And that God is giving

His thumbs up to the world.