The Valley

Once there was a land
That lived in fear of seven goblins
The goblins fed on color
They plowed the valleys
And climbed the highest mountains
Looking for rainbows
And when they found one
They caught it in their lassoes
And sucked the colors out of them

Filling their bellies with its bright liquid
Only one place in the land had never known goblin fear
A hidden valley called the Valley of the Rainbow
Where great arches of color were born
There, the animals lived in paradise

Where visible light that casts forth the colors
Reflecting in eyes, the world all around
Where spectrums can fly in the face of creation
Rainbow ends touch the ground

The folly of those who gorge upon moments
With more than their share of what we hold dear
Be leery the fool that wrangles the rainbows
Filling the landscape with fear