And to the moist stage rainbow ascended.
The young storyteller hastily unfolded
His shawl then spread it 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
The 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, red and indigo,
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.
I'm a Tunisian teaching English. I am also a volunteer translator. I love writing childrens' stories and have a blog called "arabian rosess whispers," where I published my writings. Two years ago, I published by first collection of short stories called "Unmeasurable Love" on LULU. Writing is my passion.