Rain

I hasten to comfort in fright

When the heavens wage war

My body trembles as the Earth

When Thor clashes his hammer

The sky throws a dark shade curtain

To conceal our mortal eyes

Inyermidiately displaying flashes of Apolo’s fury

Earth stays clear when the sky wails

And Poseidon cackles

For his belly he fills more

With long silver strands

Until a settlement is reached

I keep warm beneath thick cotton and furs,

My mere mortal body

The aftermath of war among gods

Smells like earth and water

Calm, soothing, and tingles the ears

That bears witness to the clear running spring

It tastes like butterflies on petals

Warm and comforting to the flesh

As it basks in the sun’s rays.