Rainbow
To pass under the rainbow, I knew I had to discard the costume of blood and muscle I had worn for over seventy years. It was surprisingly easy, as the aches and pains accompanying it were also discarded.
Once gone, I became aware of everything in an all-at-onceness. Separating individual interactions was difficult, but one caught my attention. Its raw sensuality drew me in and at the moment of conception, I had donned another costume forgetting all that went before.
