Hiatus

 

He stood in the pouring rain

Soaking up every drop

As it pounded down on him

In all its passion

 

Face up

Smile playing on his lips

He stood there

Hands outstretched

Every nerve straining

Every pore open

Soaking soaking

Till he’d had enough

 

The clouds wait…hover

Confused…heavy…afraid…pained

Knowing all he seeks now is the cool breeze

 

Swati Chandran

 

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