Living For that Afternoon Day

by vermismeridiem

The Rain clouds
Had come down
And washed
The Dirt
Away—

It got cool,
Wet, and Gray
For a while,

The air anew;
Once more
Un-stifiling—

A Revival Breeze.

Then the Sun
Peeked out,
And slowly
Brought the Sky

Back to day;

Its
Late afternoon
Brilliance shone
Gentle yet luminous,
Tranquilized
By the impossible,
Afterward caressing

Of the Rain.

Though
In great pain,
I was Happy
To Live
That day.

 

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