I AM THE RAIN

Rain, rain, rain, but, you won't hear me complain. I love the rain.

Dark clouds gather... ominous



A distant roar... beckoning



Lightening illuminates the sky



Thunder enfolds the night



I hear the rain



Placid mist upon my face... luminous



A subtle sigh... reckoning



Dampness envelops my skin



A chill penetrates my spine



I feel the rain



Embracing, melding... amorous



Wed in arcane absorbing



Music entwines our souls



Breathing becomes our song



I am the rain







© Mary F. Charest