The rain her princely dance finished,
And to the moist stage rainbow ascended.
The young storyteller hastily unfolded
His shawl then spread on the ground.
The children were waiting restlessly,
Like a bracelet around
A Persian princess’s ivory ankle,
And a hungry flame is burning inside.
Tell us the story of
Th seaman and the mermaid
Or the wizard who lost his magic wand.
An angelic whisper lulled the
Dusky souls hiding in the old tales
Forgotten in The young storyteller’s saddlebag.
Today I am going to tell you
The story of orange ,yellow, blue
Green,violet ,indigo and red;
The seven brothers living in harmony together
Melting into each other ,
But never become one,
For their difference is what wove
The rainbow .The storyteller princely said.
Written by arabian roses