They looked up, Alligator and Crocodile, <br />and saw the most beautiful face smiling <br />at them, the lovely face of the rain queen <br /> <br />softly laughing, they heard the copper rings <br />clanging on the queen’s dancing feet, they <br />heard her sweet laughter within the weather’s <br /> <br />rumbling, she slowly advanced, spreading the <br />grey blanket of her life-giving veil, spun of clouds <br />thick and blue, building to purple and black, gone <br /> <br />was the sun, its fiery hue quenched by clouds <br />rolling on, and softly, mischievously, the rain <br />spread its mists as the rain queen danced <br /> <br />demurely at first, then wilder and wilder, more exciting, <br />enticing, Alligator and Crocodile joined in the dance, the <br />little folk of the plains, everyone, joined in the dance <br /> <br />hands clapping, feet drumming, voices lifted in song: <br />The rain is come, the rain is come, the rain queen is <br />here and listens to our song – The rain is come <br /> <br />Oh joy and love, joy and life, joy for evermore! <br /> <br />[Based on “The Dance of the Rain from Dwaalstories' by <br />Eugène N. Marias]<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/2010-08-05-sweet-laughter/
