Thaluun

In this state,
I sense belonging,
I sense peace
I sense make-believe
but not in the way you would expect,
in the way that sky melts the heart
like dissipating clouds,
and in the rainfall
the avenue unfolds
its rugged arms
and breathes a sigh of relief,
as earth’s surfaces dance
with raindrops,
a sanctuary,
that washes away the hate.