the rains came down
and we huddled,
cradling our pain and confusion
this was not the promise.
expectations drowned in mud,reality in lockstep marching
without malice
without mercy,
void,
a red line slowly strangling
the world.
when all was lost,
when we were lost, that’s when the rains came down.
and the Earth thundered.
the Heavens split,Holy Fire engulfed
a man-made Tree,
leaving only bitter Ash
cleansing ash
mixed in mortal silence as the Living Rains came down.
-cs Ó041919
