
It rained yesterday,
After days of stifling heat,
Dust settling in road, leaves, rooms...
The sky broke into peals of lightening,
Clouds gathered,
To fall down in huge droplets of water
Breaking the parched earth
It rained heavily, yesterday...
"All of one's life is a struggle towards that; the narrow path between freedom and belonging. I have sometimes sacrificed freedom in order to belong, but more often I have given up all hope of belonging." Jeanette Winterson
1 comment:
this is like an haiku
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