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Invasion From the Stars

Once i stood at the peak of 
mount seleya
Observing the red sun and dry 
winds of the Vulcan homeworld
Surveying the vast desert land 
in a cloud of dust
Silently wishing in my heart 
that it would rain
That the dry winds of the north 
would cease
And usher in a few minutes of 
the rain

Suddenly a tremor hit me hard
It was so hard that i could 
barely stand
At first i thought it was an 
invisible force
But then, i realised it was an 
invasion
Droplets of rain from the 
southern hemisphere
Came riding on horses like a 
calvary
First as a drizzle with a gentle 
breeze
Then it became so cold and 
chilly
That the spatering rain froze to 
sleet
I thought that it might snow
Alas! it was too cold to snow

The lands hunkered in the 
freezing darkness
I strayed into some caves to 
pass the night
Earnestly anticipating an end to 
the storm
Scarcely prepared to survive till 
morning
But this time,morning may 
never come
As the invasion lasted long into 
the night
It kept me stranded in some 
rocky caves
Then stopped abruptly as it 
had began

I was thanking my stars
Only for it to return with a 
thousand legions of soldiers
It was an invasion like no other
The waves increased in 
amplitude
The rain increased in intensity
Huge drops hit with 
perceptible force
Like stone pebbles on a 
corrugated roof

All of a sudden i was back on 
Mt seleya
Staring wide into the dry and 
dusty desert
Wondering where it had rained
Then i realised it all happen in 
my imagination
It was an impossible wish 
come true
Just when i thought i had seen 
it all
Slowly it faded unrecoverable
As the faint memory of a 
dream
First it was an invasion from 
the stars
At the end, it became a vision
A dream of the stars.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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