When Love Rains Supreme
WHEN LOVE RAINS SUPREME…
There they sat on their raised verandah,
looking out and up at the celestial canvas
nature had painted. Puffed up
Puffed up peacock-like nimbus clouds
slowly strutted across the skies; and
in a chameleon like fashion, they changed
from white to a darken blue hue
that edged toward the borders of blackness.
Fascinated by this heavenly transformation,
sets of eyes mingled; and curious smiles
drew themselves across mysterious faces.
Suddenly, lightning flashed! Then they heard the thunder!
And without hesitation, the celestial pouring pitcher
poured down its waters---as if a great earthly thirst call
had been sent up to God’s heavenly cistern above.
On the desert like ground below, once wilted life
took on new meaning--- terrestrial gardens
bloomed and gleamed with resurrected beauty; and
the warm humid air blew an arousal scent teasing old desires.
Hearts throbbed as love hollowed out
her footprints in the moist mud,
leaving a trail to rejuvenated ecstasy
withering in the desert of old age.
Synchronized in the moment,
they madly dashed for the bedroom;
lit aromatic candles; put on Coltrane’s
A Love Supreme and pull back the sheets!
In that ecstatic moment, they smiled
and drifted off to sleep---serenaded by the music
and the pitter-patter of rain drops falling upon the roof:
Oh what manifestations ‘A Love Supreme’ brings when it rains!
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