Summer Rains

SUMMER RAINS

I.

The cruel heat of summer months

Char the earth

As it heats up,

Burning

Degree by degree.

The air with gasses pollute

The lungs, the heart,

The inner soul.

Dryness and death

And cremation.

Bodies burnt within seconds

Of their long drawn birth.

Summer prevails

Year long, life long

With no relief.

Barren is the land,

Seething in angst.

The hope of Resurrection,

Closer yet distant.

Release is but a myth -

Another legend from the

Fancy of Man.

II.

But then welcomes man

A cool breeze from the West,

Bringing news of rain and shower

And the fragrance of birth and love

And the touch of green robes

Brushing the skin.

The lush spirits of the leaves

Breathe life,

Leaping from the boughs

That once held them back.

The sky is covered in a misty blue.

Water kisses the land below

Quenching its thirst,

Soaking the very roots

That once lost faith.

No soul gasps -

But each breathes in the air

Stepping away from the ashes

That chained them.

Hope is sown into the land

And Heaven, as the farmer

Showers its gentle rain below

While the soul looks upwards

To be born anew.

- Maryam Kaleem