Nomad's Resilience
In the long rain, the yard, the road, the slope Everywhere, the trees lining the street weep A single pig, oblivious, wanders in the deluge As a funeral passes, an abstract blur of sorrow and prayer Yet, in the midst of this, the woman remains divine Taking a shower, the drops like a cocktail of life Like a cactus in the desert, enduring, thriving Sipping green tea, observing the protest from af..