On this day

So I walk on this day

feel the ground under my feet.

At times my trousers get reminded of last night’s heavy rain.

The grass, the ground,

all is still wet.

And me barefoot

enjoying the wind in my hair.

My face collects the droplets of rain still clogged on the trees.

Looking out of the tent

before going to sleep .

I saw lightning flashing

across the sky.

No thunder just lightning,

The deep silence of the sky on fire.

And it reminded of the log fire in granma’s house

when I was child and I had just come back

from playing in the snow.

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