Rain

Rain, Nature and Emotions.

Rain

Rivers stream from the sky
The heavenly tap is running
Clouds are torn apart
They ache with excruciating pain
The lightning cuts through them
Roaring thunders are bells
Sounding death knells and
Mourning the ripped Heaven

Drop after drop,
Diaphanous blood comes rushing
From the divine vault
Tear after tear,
Colourless sap starts flowing
From the alcoves of Paradise
This rush reaches the muddy ground
Washing all the dirt away

Breaths of moist air swish by when
Gusts of howling wind blow away
All the cinders of quenched fires
And the remains of coal on the sand

Thus the Tempest consumes the day
Whilst mine soul purged wilt be
Mine heart wilt thaw like molten steel
Whilst the rain-soaked Earth shakes

Author's Note

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