It started out like any other day with the sun and wind

 bathing mother earth from continent to continent

creating spiraling clouds overhead that seemed to

move in a purposeful manner.

∞

As the day progressed the sun began to disappear behind what was now

ominous clouds that brought forth tiny dancing droplets of moisture

that seemed to float in the soft winds.

∞

The clouds took full possession of the skies around the globe

as they continued to turn from white to grey and as the last

patch of clear sky disappeared behind the clouds the winds

took their leave and the earth fell quiet as never before.

∞

The clouds danced overhead as if responding to a silent and

 sad refrain emanating from an ancient celestial point in the

 annals of time that marked its beginning.

∞

Slowly the tiny droplets began to intensify and to fall to earth

covering the entire planet with a refreshing wetness that seemed

 to mark a prelude to an event never before witnessed by mankind

since he first began to ravage this miraculous gift he had been given.

∞            

 As if sobbing uncontrollably the rain poured from the skies until

it reached a crescendo of deafening proportions and fell upon

the land as if intent on cleansing, purifying and reversing the

thousands of years of abuse inflicted by man.

∞

The cries of thunder, preceded by lightning bolts that brought down

the temples and monuments constructed by man, were unceasing

     and provided a lasting reminder to those that would survive of the

 need to embrace this majestic planet.

 ∞

You may dismiss this fictional tale and scoff at its message… but if you do…

be vigilant of each day least you witness the gathering of clouds and hear the sobbing

 sound that signifies the beginning of the day the clouds cried.

©Copyright Charlie Gragg, September 2, 2010