THE NEW GODS

The rain
rained

as was
its wont.

It was just being
itself.

Paying no attention
to the humans

caught up in
its moment.

"Wow!" said the humans.
"Wow!" the wind mimicked them,

An old shed
offered them its protection.

Already they
soaked to the skin

set about
removing everything.

The rain now
galvanised itself.

Above their head the world was
being pulled apart

atom by atom
it seemed

that if they were to
emerge that moment

there would be nothing upon nothing
for ever and ever.

They huddled together
fearful of the thought

as if it could come
true.

They pooled their warmth
together

flesh cleaving to flesh
they knew each other

in a Biblical way.

They were taming the storm
remaking the world

with their love
even as it was

torn apart.

Each caress
putting back

molecule by molecule
the lost world.

When the great monster rain
had sulked off

they came again
into a day

made of sunshine
and the wonder

of what was
to be.

The world
created anew

in their own
image.

They now
the new gods.