Rainy Season


Rainy Season


Life takes strange gray hues: all

is bathed in heavy, thick, and somber now

beneath clouds towering as mountains, housing

water abundant as deep lakes, water gathered in masses

from distant reaches of the seas, sucked skyward

in mist and invisible droves, looming now,

sunken low and heavy, thunderheads

hammer thirty thousand feet tall, above,

awash in brilliant sun: Power

suspended over heads.


Rain is coming.

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