The Song of The Rain by Faniyi Oluwatomiwa Elijah
Something in the atmosphere has shifted
And I can't quite wrap my finger around it
The tips of the winter edge have finally receded
Though graciously, the heat of the summer continues to elude me.
The breeze blows cold, the Earth sends a signal
I'm thirsty rain, please come
The cloud crumbled, the sky thundered
Beams of lightening formed a path in the sky.
Millions of massive rain-drops have fallen all around
They came dancing on household and hid in the ground.
They were liquid-like musicians with anything for keys
Beating tunes upon the window
How sweet the music of the rain that the sound fills the air.
I took shelter in a silent empty house
Lit by flat grey sky, spiced with rainbow
Over everything the flatness lies
Thick with words unspoken
Can you feel it there, in the walls, in the floor?
As a cold song in a cold weather
Or as a fairy tale when the moon smile
Love can blossom with the warmth and can also blow up storms
The more involved we are together, the less we’ll have of stormy days.
Faniyi Oluwatomiwa Elijah popularly known as Tommy Brian is a poet, freelance writer and Editor/proofreader. As a lover of art, nature and mystics, he finds solace and inspiration from soliloquy, meditations and poetic conversation. His work has appeared in numerous poetry journals, such as Wittywords, Writers Magazine, Chrysolite Writers etc.