While I'm in the middle of several projects, an idea came to me and I wrote a vignette. It's called "Why Rainbows Lie". It starts with a poem:

Light finds its way into our lives.
It bends and splits
Into spectral ploy
Only to become blinding once again.

It carries the data of the stars
Across millennia of light years
To be underappreciated
In the blink of an eyelid.

In fire it is born.
On the solar wind it is borne
To blaze upon a summer's morn
And make public winter's mourn.

It delights the child
And plays the cat
Burns the flesh
And nourishes the soul.