Before The Rain

I know it will rain today,

I can see the gasps of the sky

Clouds poising themselves,

in the god's perfect heaven.

A spirit with the luster of mist

lowering its golden braziers down

Into the vapory amaranthine.

Of marshes and swamps and dim wetlands

Sipping the dew that lay in the petals,

Plunging the jewels out of the sea,

To sprinkle them over the land with blissful showers.

I know it will rain, 

The birds weep with joy

Struck in the wind and the lightning now

in quest of soaking themselves in strands of rain!