The skies are overcast
But will the clouds last?
Or will they slide across the sky
And simply pass us by
To settle over another village or town?
Our land is parched and brown
The cattle are lean and hungry
The wells are empty
The village is almost deserted
The villagers have started moving away
No longer can they stay thirsty.
But I see the skies are getting darker
I can feel raindrops
Am I imagining?
No it is truly the rain
I see the drops sliding
Down my window pane.
I smell the delicious smell
Of wet earth
All will soon be well.
all will soon be well....in those few lines you brought a town..people...cattle..and the atmosphere...great
the last stanza speaks of volume..of positive and expectant heart and hope. Thank you for this wonderful message of hope
Excellent write Sandra...and yes it is one of the things we can't live without...10
Patience, observation and acceptance fulfills a desire. 'Rain' says this. As if communicating with nature. And nature delivers what is wished. This is an interesting poem on several levels of thought. Congratulations. A nice write, Sandra.
ah! exceptional, what a heartwarming poem? full of hope and fulfillment.
i love the anticipation in this, and the relief in the end that indeed the rain has come... beautiful and touching...
Amazing poem bringing forth the purifying power of rain and delivering hope into the darkest corners of the heart.Thank you, Sandra.10+++... Best wishes. A.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very vivid picture painted well here Sandra of the conditions assailing your area and of the welcome rains...... your last line gives positive hope that 'all will soon be well' - - and only those who endure drought will appreciate what that really means....... thank you - and 10 for the excellent imagery..... from Fay...