The Encounter
T he sky was grey. Dark clouds closing in.Spreading like the kohl of her eyes from the previous night, after she cried.Her red swollen eyes reminding of the hues of the Sun seeking cover in the embrace of the dark clouds. The rumbling of clouds like the drums playing, so passionately it strikes a lightning. The parched land below with slightly parted lips is anticipating for the first kiss. It awaits with eyes above, admiring her lover spreading its dark black, grey wings like an Eagle ready before the kill.The sky would create another symphony louder, ferocious and stronger. It thunders with all its might.It roars like a thousand lions. The land below awaits patiently, her tears dried up waiting. The Sky looks at anticipating land beneath and his love breaks all barriers. It pours with all his might to reach the beloved land, for that first touch, that first kiss.The moment they meet, the land is embraced like never before.The sky breaks into a million drops each racin...