Ode to the Rain

Suppressed from the depths,

Afar from the blazing fire,

Shackles are now wrecked,

Ready to intrude anytime.

 

As the lights efface briskly,

Frigid air emanates slowly,

Flamboyant shrieks drip,

Kissing the earth’s shield.

 

Heft of clouds dissolve,

As it pours from the sky,

Unhurriedly but surely,

Filling the world’s desire.

 

It softens the silhouettes–

Of flowers and leaves,

Mountains and trees,

Lying in its territory.

 

Fresh beginnings arise,

As various seeds sprout,

on its productive land–

Untainted and hallowed.

 

 

You are loved, dear rain,

I love how you wash away–

my fears and uncertainties,

yearnings and hollowness.

 

I simply love how you mollify–

my crumbling mind and physique.

Let me succumb in your loving arms!

Before I hungrily bathe in your gift!

 

© Copyright Lebana’s Journal

Anabel G. Raymundo