Mountains in rain

Mountains wore color of clothes hanging
On the edge of the road and live women

And lama boys in ocher smiles who ran
From sky to sky across mud mountains.

The women there sat on a high culvert
Who had come down from mountains.

And the children in red school uniform
Had slid down slopes to say A for apple.

Only in rains there had loose character.
They’d let go harsh boulders on roads.

They sometimes rumbled like thunder
In menacing dark clouds of our nature.

 

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