Tiny Stars. . .
Downpour, darkness
Tiny stars emerge
Crawl from unseen holes
Stretch translucent wings
Shoot, swoop, swarm
All is motion for a time
Circles of light
Wings drop
Beauty dissipates
Until next rainy season.
*every year the first big rain brings thousands of flying termites crawling out of the ground. Their wings are all over the ground right now, evidence that the long awaited rain soaked deep down. The monkeys eat them, and we put towels under the doors to keep them from climbing in. There haven’t been quite as many this year as last, perhaps because the rains are so late, but they still came, marking the beginning of a time where the dry valley will come back to life, gardens will grow, and we will hopefully see relief from the threatened famine.
Here’s a video of their emergence last year: Flying Termites