A complete rainbow at the summit of the hill.
On one side sun, on the other rain.
The rainbow at the boundary between light and shadow.
"The deeds and sufferings of light".
Goethe
The woods battered by the weather,
Trees with limbs missing and some fallen and broken.
The scars of their experience.
Nature just accepts and transforms the scars into new beauty.
We also have our scars as we journey and gain new experience.
The scars are the records of our life's pilgrimage - ever transforming, ever changing,
Transient like that rainbow, but leaving a record etched on our souls.
Based on a comment at: http://www.meetup.com/Dublin-Re-Creating-Science-Meetup/events/228399196/
