by Melinda Russek

Sweeping across grasslands,
drenching rain soaks deeply
down even to limestone.
And fiercely as sun shines
the water envelops,
even invades the lungs,
causing deep, painful breaths.
Grasses begin to mold,
trees droop, dripping water’s
weight to over drowned land.
And fiercely as sun shines,
the wetness pervades all
unwilling to change form
to rise above the ground.
Moving rivulets pass
on, wandering nowhere,
not even to the sea;
and fiercely the sun shines,
purposeless in heat.

Previously published in The Naples Review
Volume V, 2000

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