Rainbow

I sit amidst
half unpacked memories
to find
my little piece
of heaven
on earth,
in the smell
of cement
from newly bored walls
the air still moist
from the blue yonder,
wets my parched lips
to clean layers of grime
long settled
on my tongue, my skin,
nesting birds
beckon and call
while they come home
to the trees
amidst towers
standing tall,
watching waves
ebb and flow
life goes on
I learn to flow,
and then from behind
wispy clouds that yawn,
I see a rainbow,
my heaven, my home!