A thundering castrophony
splits the world in two
and drowns my worries.

Pitter patter     pitter patter

That which was once dry
now ripples
under the wet weight
of the fallen sky.

It hastens
it slows
it comes and goes;

Teardrops melt the earth

Pitter patter     pitter patter

One drop echoes another
they are in perfect unity.

And as they
after their journey of a thousand feet
finally connect with the warm, damp earth
they break,

Shattered
into a symphony of liquid glass
they bounce and roll
through the grass.

Over mountains
over seas
and finally;
into you
and into me