Thursday, January 19, 2017

Ch (9) Rain on my Brain

19th January 2017
Ive been locked down in my tiny cell for more two weeks...
Today, at last...We were allowed to go  outside into the yard covered by steel grids.

There was no sun..
a storm was brewing..
the sky was an orange glow...
and I shivered in my thin plastic jacket as I walked down the cold long passage...

But i went on out, following the few others who appreciated the opportunity to take a breath of fresh air.
Air that has not been rebreathed or tainted so foul by these tightly closed cell blocks.
As i walked out over the dry powdery earth.. the sky opened.

This hot dry desert so long, so harsh.
The rain poured down in big heavy drops.
Bursting cool on my scalp..
was  so wow !!
I walked on out into the long bleak high walled yard as the damp smell of wet dust rose around me.
I tore off my jacket and the wrinkled old tee shirt and stood with my arms out sideways as the rain gushed over the startled bare skin of my shoulders and back.
My face to the sky.. and eyes closed .. drops plopping on my eyelids and face..
I prayed a thank you.. and the others must have thought me a bit crazy..
but I ignored that..
as they came out from the sheltered edges and copied me in my ritual of chilly gratitide and acceptance of the great gift.

I think it was for me..

Just to say.. stay..

Im here...

Keep Faith...

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