I Think it Will Rain all Night
September 28, 2020
“” Another poem written while in China during a down pour that, I was sure, would wash away the mountain where the residencies were situated. “”
I sit at my window so large and bright, looking out at the night.
I see the stars.
I see the moon.
Its glow is giving a soft warm light.
Then…I see dark clouds moving north, across the sky.
They block the starlight from my eye.
I fear the rain is coming.
I fear a storm is brewing.
I see lightning flashes and hear thunder crash.
It’s sound is loud.
It’s rumble strong.
A storm is brewing.
It will not be long.
I sit at my window so large and bright, looking out at the night.
I no longer see the stars.
I no longer see the moon.
It’s glow no longer gives a soft warm light.
Now… I see dark clouds moving north across the sky.
They block the starlight from my eye.
Time passes.
The wind no longer whispers a soft song.
It has changed to a mournful cry.
The trees shimmer and shake.
The branches bend and break.
The leaves hold tight, tremble, quiver and quake.
The calm of the night is gone.
I look again at the clouds so dark, stirring from the south.
My heart beats fast.
I begin to fear.
Will the night be long?
Is daylight near?
Just then the wind became quiet, returns to sleep.
The rain begins to fall.
It’s sound is a murmur, soft and light.
Yes I think it will rain all night
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