Copyright # 1842392. All Rights, 08/08/2026, Constance La France
Penned, August 8, 2026/ Human Written For the International Contest, Logic of Longing Sponsor, Ink Empress, Judged 08/28/2026
Second Place
I look up to the sky, waiting as the swirling clouds crash they have an endless movement and today they are full of tears . . . I hear the rumbling thunder see the lightning flashing and then, the rain is falling in torrents the clouds spill a thousand secrets those raindrops hold all my secret pain and all my grief all my forever longing and a thousand tears that I keep within me ~ I wear mask to hide my weeping and it is only when it rains that I can cry . . . I dance with the raindrops and feel them touching me oh, like a fairy princess, I twirl and swirl and dance just let go they whisper . . . . and then, the sun comes out and everything is sparkling and there is a hush of beauty . . .
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