The rain hangs pregnant in the air
I pray the storm down on my skin
Wind whips like vine into my eyes
Grass shivers, dancing to the time
Of the downpour to come.
"Wash away that day, those tears-"
I beg- the sky obliges, wild
With thunder, shattering and white;
Lightning sends forked tongues screaming down
To kiss the earth he’s missed so long.
The heavens, sudden rip apart
Down comes a sea in hues blue-grey
Great awful shadows dance above
Shrouded in banks of mist and haze
I close my eyes and waterfalls
To bring life back in to me.
I shriek and the sound of my joy
Is swallowed by the clouds
A song the rain sings back to me
Raised to the heavens tenfold.
Sep 12, 2018
Sep 12, 2018 at 11:13 AM UTC
The rain hangs pregnant in the air
I pray the storm down on my skin
Wind whips like vine into my eyes
Grass shivers, dancing to the time
Of the downpour to come.
"Wash away that day, those tears-"
I beg- the sky obliges, wild
With thunder, shattering and white;
Lightning sends forked tongues screaming down
To kiss the earth he’s missed so long.
The heavens, sudden rip apart
Down comes a sea in hues blue-grey
Great awful shadows dance above
Shrouded in banks of mist and haze
I close my eyes and waterfalls
To bring life back in to me.
I shriek and the sound of my joy
Is swallowed by the clouds
A song the rain sings back to me
Raised to the heavens tenfold.
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