Thursday, July 29, 2010

lapli (rain)

It's late in the day, and the clouds are beginning to roll in the distance. The thunder is a rumble beneath the smothering heat. I'm torn because I know a storm will cool the air around me for a short time, but that's not all it will do. There are the tents. Miles and miles of blue tarp that can provide a little shelter from the sun, but not the rain. I can't stand to think of it.

I'd take the heat if I could, but the rain will come anyway. It doesn't care about the tents or the people living inside them.

Lord have mercy.