Rain

Rain would come late
Or it wouldn't come at all
The painful truth of life--when there is no rain.
Still she is watching the clouds
If they bring her favorite silver drops
Her gaze is curious--like a child
She observes the clouds
If..if they change color
from white to grey
from grey to deep Prussian blue
Her hands are on the closed glass window
The room is air-conditioned
She tries to see the entire sky--the clouds
When would they appear?
When would they become light
dropping the burden?
When would they shed tears
and bring rain?

LKO