Burning Rain Poem by Ndina Kamaro Muofhe

And then, the humble moment showed its face
All the flames of the burning rain were fuelled
Drop by drop, ashes it became
And the wings of its pride were clipped and it was tamed
Another Nimbus was lost from the palms of the sky
Even stars, when the night comes,
They never became mourners
The moon dance to a song of relief
Another load was taken off its shoulders
The sun came smiling to present a new day
And all the burnt drops of rain were forgotten