Arc of a rainbow

Under the ark of a rainbow searching not for gold but something more, Golden treasures don’t compare if you can open the rainbow door. The key is always hidden you have to know just where to look, The door unlocked so lots of colors never say never painted with your scene in books. Find the middle of the rainbow the bluebirds in sparrows will guide the way, Let a Gold pot make a rich man richer ass for me I’ll unlock new colors when I find that door someday.