If It Rains and Night Arrives

If it rains
and night arrives in Paris,
she will sit alone
at the threshold of Brahma’s temple
to watch you leave
without asking
you to comfort her.

If it rains
and night arrives in Tehran,
she will think about Sita
repudiated by Rama,
and ask you why men
do these things
knowing in advance the end.

If it rains
and night arrives in New York City,
she will drop
every piece of the night sky
and walk, free and alone,
towards the dawn she glimpsed
when you left her.