Metal swathed the sky, muffling birdsong with a north wind’s sigh
Drops splatted, engorged, against the windows
Miniature rivulets snaked down the glass
The double bass drum reverberated, vibrating the air with
tension
Breaking open the sky
Twilight at two
Time to strike wooden matches, to inhale subtle sulfur
Pad from room to room lighting clustered candles
Genuflecting before each tiny flame
Celebrating the charm of enlightenment
Jasmine, cranberry, lavender eucalyptus trail through the
house
A wake of scent drifting within the pools of light
Shadows soothe as rain song hums in harmony
Copyright 2012 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman
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