Let It Rain
Let
it
rain
on
the
drought-
shrouded
terrains.
Let
it
rain
on
the
meadow
and
her
grains;
For
the
ember
stare
of
the
bridled
sun
Fiddles
and
suffuses
our
flaccid
corn.
Let
it
rain
on
the
paddocks
of
the
lakes;
On
the
subtle
ducklings
and
bickering
drakes;
Beneath
the
bleak
clouds
and
the
supine
trees;
On
eroded
coral
herbs
of
the
seas.
Let
it
rain
on
the
sordid
fluttering
gale;
On
salient
boughs
that
it
has
lured
to
sail.
Let
it
rain
on
the
dew-
quaffing
mountains
And
all
frost-
flawed
cliffs
and
weed-
wreathed
plains.
Let
it
rain
on
the
face
of
December;
On
mild
mellow
skins
of
oceans'
envers,
From
the
fog-
fiddled
toe
of
a
hill's
foot
To
the
depths
of
a
mermaid's
solitude.
Let
it
rain
on
pale
petals
of
flowers;
On
gloomy
castles
and
misty
towers;
In
lethal
labyrinths
of
cycloned
caves;
On
nap-
narrowed
nights
and
the
dirge-
drenched
days.
Let
it
rain
from
the
wild-
wandering
clouds.
Be
it
in
whispers
or
weeping
aloud;
Lest
our
hollow-
hydrated
hearts
complain;
On
our
knotty
knees,
we
plead;
let
it
rain.
Copyright © Benmosi Gomina | Year Posted 2012
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