Rain Comes


Hot hands of an adversary

turn to smoke and ashes

everything they touch.

Burning heart

of a trusted lover

stokes a furnace

in the soul.

Both kinds of fire

can rage out of control,

until the rain comes.

Lightning strike,

or careless mind disposed.

Smouldering embers

in the undergrowth.

The wind blows

like a tempest

and tempers flare,


enough to set fire

to the whole world.

And it seems

like Armageddon is upon us,

until the rain comes.

How easily we see

truth and possibility.

Blue sky, and tranquility

after the rains come.



DJR – 2023

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