After Hearing the Rain
wet
with the dew
of a heavy rain—
the scent of ozone
lingering still
*
a bird cries
somewhere in a nest—
her shattered child
*
the gate has opened—
I walk through
looking for salvation
*
these are the souls
who wander
the desolate streets—
I search their eyes
they do not see
*
in the street
after a heavy rain—
a moment of heat
*
