After the Rain
~ Ambika Talwar

There! Gold and silver                                                      
lights rise from the black-grey tarmac

The rain is delicate 
subtle like your glancing smile 

somewhere where
I saw your face in the rose garden
where possibility hides 

Let the beauty of the world
rise like this— 

like the soul that hides
behind moments like kisses  

like subtle gold sheets of silver
from the dark of life

Let the streets smile
where you land—

like when the rain falls
and all the dust and grime
are made null

And we caress full with rising

Let the beauty of the world
be what we do

Let the beauty of the world
be what we are

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