The skies split open; proceed to pour down
optimistic downpour: rain, the tiny splatters
straining to sustain;
a soaking, repetitive chorus
washes away the untiring dust,
rinses the determined grit off the insane,
abruptly clears away the mundane.
The heavens’ emotions drench humanity;
and melancholies melt.
and magic materialises…
Leaving the awed observers,
the elated participants and the shrewd decision-makers
bright-beaming, simply sparkling.
© Annalinde Louw 2013
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This piece was written on 30 January 2013