Part Two

It rained by night,

clearing by morning,

leaving the land sprawled breathless

in the full-flung glory that follows love.

The rain a descended god

still clinging close to his bride’s body

in their eternal marriage-bed.

At this moment nothing,

not even the late print of mouse footsteps tiny in the darkness,

matters more

matters more than that titanic embrace

in their passionate, holy ceremony of silence

before, at last,

the daybreak.

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