Like the rain that comes to end the long protracted drought,
Quenching the thirst of the patched and thirsty land,
Satisfying the tips of foraging and searching roots,
Washing the air, cleansing it from months of piled up dirt,
Dousing the skin licking flames of heat that even a thousand fans will not tame,
Riding on the back of a soothing gentle breeze,
Just as needed as it is welcome,
That is how she walked into his life,
And things were never the same again.
Brussels © February 2015 afesehngwaHilary
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