Rain


Outside
The sound of rain
streaming fresh
upon the open pane

Soothing damp melody 
falling upon my brow
listening peacefully 
yet knowing somehow

Things are never what they seem
like me,
lying here
in this misty dream

A soul with troubles and trials
plenty to bear
lies content
listening to the rain without a care

healing as torrents 
lightly wash and roll
in wind-blown waves
caressing my soul

No anxious thought
or trouble near
just the sound of pattering rain
falling on my ear

In the morrow
trouble will come and strife arrive
let the morrow be
for this moment’s peace will keep me alive

One Comment on “Rain

  1. I like your poem very much. I look forward to reading more of your poetry!

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