Raindrops and Sand Dunes

Heavy droplets splashing and crashing,
Making crystal trails along her face –
Cooling her skin, and crowning her hair;
Drumming a rhythm, and soaking the Earth,
Leaving just a darkened trace
Of the smooth, fluid opals.

The rain on her face hides the tears in her eyes
As she watches the world storming by
-A world shooting at rainclouds,
Drawing water from the lands,
And clawing, clutching at the sky
Because someone has stolen their rain.

She sees her world, but it is changing
For she has been made an enemy, a foe
To people who might have been friends,
To people that she never knew,
To people she might still never know –
But people, people all the same.

The water is crashing around her
As she sits, staring up at the rain and the sky
Smiling softly, blissfully to herself,
For she knows that no one will see her
As the world busily passes her by
And she is alone with the water and the Earth.

Because the rain will not fall –
And because the sky is grey and cold,
Does not make the desert your enemy;
Doesn’t mean that the sea is your friend –
And because the truth is untold,
It does not mean there’s a secret.

As the rain washes away her tears
And rinses the sadness from her eyes,
She lays on the ground, and smiles up at the sun
And knows that the rain will return,
And knows that the sky never dies
And embraces the sands of the deserts –
And loves the sea, just the same.

SJL: 8th October, 2001