ringed by the rainbow

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“Suddenly a green-rose rainbow appears right on your ridge with steamy clouds all around and an orange sun turmoiling . . .

What is a rainbow,
Lord?—a hoop
For the lowly


. . . and you go out and suddenly your shadow is ringed by the rainbow as you walk on the hilltop, a lovely-haloed mystery making you want to pray.—”

—Jack Kerouac, Alone on a Mountaintop, from Lonesome Traveler, 1960.

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