FALLEN

The sky wept tremendously as the lone figure stood unmoving in the cemetary feeling distraught and miserable.To an onlooker,the figure could pass for a statue.. A close observer,though,would see the slight shaking of shoulders in the semblance of one crying.An even closer observer would hear the cooing sounds like an ode.Yes,an ode of all things lost when a person also left.

As silent as a ghost,the figure walked to the headstone,brushing tentative fingers over it,hands lingering above slightly like a priest giving benediction.The shaking shoulders started again,this time fiercer and a wail emitted..It conveys anger and hurt,guilt and resentment and everything sad and depressing.So high and shrill,it carried even above the beating of raindrops on the floor and rustling of thatch by the wind.

   As though the sky felt this torment and commiserated likewise,lightning flashed,bright and fierce,folllowed by the angry clap of thunder.

   The figure now raised hands to the sky,feet spread firmly,head raised,looking like a footballer celebrating victory and screamed..Screamed and screamed untill its voice became a croak and sank down on the muddy ground,desolate and vulnerable,crying softly now,as the thunder and lightning roared and flashed their sympathy..

   And the sky wept and wept!!!

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