rain - my muse, my lover

(c) painting by khulud kh, 1993

Rain – i pray you into my bones

into my mind

to create

from the sound of you
rain – don't let me become cracked dry

like the brown earth of a Tammuz

sun-crunched day

you have come so close
touched my bare bones with your rain
now they are soaked...
cracked

you have reached those geographies of me –

that naked – Madness

when you come – I become

in you

without you

you are that which soaks the dryness – all the cracks

when many run away

it is I who come to you

for life

for breath

for the wetness in you

and for –

that quality in you

the smell of the earth

when you’re gone – is the memory of you

waiting for a night

when you will come – my lover

to listen to your splashing on the asphalt

to smell your brown earth-soaked wet

and to create in your life

thank you rain – for

that sense of ALIVEness

only you – my lover

(c) khulud kh, 2012