Rainbow

(Courtesy of Psyche Roxas Mendoza)

Towards mid-morning of that particular sunshiny day in April sudden rain fell. It came like the thunder of hooves of a thousand horses stampeding on rooftops. A cloud of dust rose from the played front yard and vanished in the torrential downpour. Crystals of rainwater bounced on the pavement, so solid you could almost pick them up and crush them between your fingertips. In the sky, the brightness remained as blue as forever.