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today, i stood at the corridor
at the back of the
classrooms and watched the storm
descend. the clouds
rushed by pushed on mercilessly
by the raging wind.
the furious gusts whipped
my face and hair
as i leant further out
over the banister.
The world was coloured in shades of
grey and green, with hardly anything else
except for the bright red of
a car driving by,
oblivious of the impending wonder.
a patter of needles resounded
on the zinc roofs of the makeshift
classrooms.
i looked at the row of trees
outlined by the lonely sky
and wondered if anything could be more desolate
or beautiful.
the rain came
in sheets of white and grey,
mirroring my diminishing hope.
the impenetrable wall of water
in front was beyond my reach.
the cleasing fountains ahead,
just a distant dream.
i looked at the end of the corridor
and was amazed when i saw that
there was a gap in the watery wall.
i walked down the staircase,
exposing myself to the icy cold rain.
i paused and took in the majesty of the Creator
that allowed gaps in the rain.

i wrote that on wednesday but forgot to post it. oops. forgetful me. heh.