After the rains
19 January 2015
White flags soared in sky
Flapping in winds that tore through
Night’s inky shadow
Thoughts seeping like creeper’s shade
Dug channel through oblivion
The moon turned wane face
Its soft gaze blazing anew
The sparkling still lakes
Like diamonds cutting through panes
Memories shone through the grey
The wind ripped through hills
That stood in face of Tempest
Like pillars of clay
Mudslide swept through all corners
Leaving no memory sane
Broken umbrella
Lay writhing from eye of storm
Jagged shards flaunted
Like pieces of glass in soul
Slick words thrown like knives are etched
Morning woke in eyes
Sounds of soothing daybreak rose
A pitter-patter
Like birds feet on a wet ledge
As remains played loud in chest
Glorious sunrise
Shaking off remnants of storm
Warmed Earth’s sleepy crust
Early day’s soft soothing moods
Enchanted all living souls
A bird chanted flights
As it stretched its wings to dry
To soar it prepared
In year’s anticipation
Shaking off rain I called out
Bring to me the light
And dispel all doubts’ darkness
As sun beams on sky
Winter rains that flooded Earth
Would pierce in mind a new seed
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