Healing Aura

I sat in the terrace and watched

A football match in the garden

Two boys teams short of quorum

But full of zeal for their mission

Rain beating down their shoulders

The green of the dewy grass fresh

The brown of grime and agile limbs

Excitement is what teens search

New graceful entrants emerge

Girls wary and shy at first

But independence and confidence

Propelling them to prove their worth

The match takes on a new meaning

The goals with aplomb achieved

The boys play their game, preening

The girls already sure to succeed

As parents observe, exchange smiles

Looking an avoidable storm in the eyes

Very soon thunderstorms and lightning

Will herald the age of moods and sighs