Rain

I found this little guy buried deep within the depths of my computer files. I think I wrote this as an exercise in my poetry class. I thought it was applicable for today.

Rain

Today the heavens opened

My skin excites at the trickle of rain

Pools of moisture gather in my hands

In my palms I hold drops of the heavens

The sound of rain hitting the roof echo across the glen

Soft grass mutes the harsh drumming of water

With my ears turned towards the sky

I hear the rhythm of angels

September 23, 2010