Co-dependence

The earth and the rain have been fighting for months. The banks emerge from the middle of the drains like swollen lips in a bruised and beaten face. The grey blood of winter has drained from the greens and they have started to move toward verdancy.  Now that there is an evening to speak of, the water shines like infant brass not yet cool from the mould. Like two lovers who love the fight as much as each other, the earth and the water lie coing in each others arms as the temperature soars and the winter stillness has become a spring calm.