The First Rain
High in the blue sky
a dark lonely cloud
shadows the sun
above them, thunder rumbles;
and the trees humbly bow
to the incessant wind.
Beneath them,
shadows grow shorter and taller
from the north,
dust thick as fog gathers,
whirls and twirls
filling the sky with
murkiness and junks.
A lone leave circles and floats
blindly, undecided to rest
or join in the tumult
and then landed at my feet
I looked up as a tiny droplet
perched on my nose~
It's the first rain.
Copyright © Olufunke Kolapo | Year Posted 2015
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