I thought to myself, what could it hurt??

I had to focus on the ground. Because here there are these huge snails that are slowly crawling across the paths. Trying to make it to the other side. Some have shells and others don't. So to prevent from stepping on them I walk with my eyes towards the ground.
Although the sun is not out, it is still a nice day. A cool breeze slices through the millions of trees. June is almost coming to an end and everything is the purest green. It has been raining off and on all day so there are all of these intense scents drifting through the air. Flowers, trees, all sorts of plant life and even the soil from the earth is pouring all these incredible flavors into my nostrils. I'm only minutes into the mountains behind my house, but I am a world away with all of the daydreaming that blankets my reality. I have my ipod playing the most relaxing playlist that I could come up with of my favorite songs. I'm in uniform and I have a 50 lb. sack strapped to my back. If you passed me on the trails you could just about feel how heavy I was. My back arched as I lean forward climbing the steep slopes taking me further away from the world that everyone else lives in. The more steps that I take the more that I am alone.
Suddenly I begin to feel it's ferry, it's magic carpet. The only way that it can come is it's only way to leave. It starts with soft, simple kisses touching everything within reach. When there is something dull, anything lacking shine, all it needs to do is appear. The wet sparkle of it's presence graces anything that longs to grow. As I continue to step I lift my head towards it's origin and upon my eyes reaching the sky it opens up it's heart to me and all that desires it. The rain all around me starts to pound the earth quenching it of it's thirst. Within a matter of seconds, I am drenched. It doesn't bother me, matter of fact, I welcome it. I pick up my pace and turn the corner. The snails seem to be in heaven as they slide from one side of the path to the other. As I look around, everthing on this earth seems to appreciate and respect the rain that we are given so generously. Five, ten, fifteen minutes have passed and the rain has not slowed down the least little bit. I am drenched from head to toe still climbing the mountainside and listening to my music as I explore my far away kingdom. I have only just started my journey and  everything is perfect. I can't imagine it getting any better.

Time continues to pass at a slow rate of speed. I am still leaning into the ground with my sack getting heavier with every moment of every step. The winding trails are guiding my way when I turn a corner and it was given to me. There was an area in the tree tops that was open allowing the sun to shine onto the trail. It was revealing one of the most amazing things that I have ever seen. The way that the rain and the sun came together to make such a beautiful creation has always left me in awe. But for the very first time in my life I was not admiring it from a distance, I was at it's end. As my steps grew smaller, my eyes grew bigger. I couldn't believe what was happening. Within a matter of seconds my childhood flashed before my eyes. I remembered thinking as a little boy that the stories could be true about a pot of gold being at the end of a rainbow. I used to try to imagine how big the pot of gold could be and what all did it contain. But I also remember thinking that it was impossible to ever find the end of a rainbow. When you look at them from a distance they are so enormous and they seem to strech forever. But not today. Today the end of the rainbow was placed in my path. I didn't have to look for anything. And although the closer I got to it the more it started to vanish, I knew exactly where it ended because of the light being cast onto the ground. And once I was standing in the exact spot where the rainbow came to an end I stopped. I thought to myself, what could it hurt? I slowly started to spin around while at the same time I carefully inspected the area surrounding the light.
I didn't find a pot of gold or anything with finacial value. But the smile that outgrew my face and the happiness that filled my lungs was a feeling that I will cherish for the rest of my days.
As I turned back to the trail and picked up my journey where I left off, I couldn't help but to laugh at what had just happened.