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Anticipation of Precipitation


Black curtains take center stage Throughout the midday sky Storm clouds take a bow Lightning flashes introduce my debut While thunder roars like a drum roll Making sure my presence will not be ignored I am like the rain Rap tap tapping On your windowpane Softly, silently, stealthily My angry drops drizzle at first Eagerly slurped by the greedy arid earth If you dare refuse to acknowledge me I will transform myself From a patter to a drizzle to a torrent Until I engulf you In the wetness of my being And when all my salty drops are spent I will rain no more But ah my legacy still will flow To creeks, to rivers To salty seas of salty tears My anger, my pain Ebb and flow Carried away By the ocean’s tide Until I reconnect with my other side On these occasions When all is right When everything is full of light I am like joyful, jubilant, jovial rain That flows freely, purely and purposefully Though the terrain In happier times like this I will embrace both sun and earth And together will our union form Vivid, vibrant, variegated rainbows Bringing life, hope and rebirth
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