Feb 08, 2007 20:56
When the rain falls,
it lives;
breathing speed,
plummeting
down,
down.
When the rain falls,
it speaks;
something like music
for a rhyme.
When the rain falls,
it cleanses;
soaking deep
the toils of the earth.
When the rain falls,
it weeps;
a metaphor,
in and of itself.
When the rain falls,
it dives;
crystal doves
young from the nest.
When the rain falls,
all is well;
sorrow,
under the guise
of a bright bow.
When the rain stops,
it waits;
days,
months,
years.
the sky calls.