Tears of the Angels

It's been raining a lot lately.....

Here it comes
Down from the heavens again
Those little droplets
The tears of the angels
Why are they crying?

The relentless pattern
Of the tiny water drops
As they endlessly pelt the dry earth
Soaking it with their mercy

The mud sloshes beneath my feet
As I stand there staring into the sky
The cold droplets met my cheek
And slide down it gently
Consuming the warmth
That once sat proudly pleased
Like a king on his throne

The tears fall from the skies
Soaking into my luscious hair
Rolling down my back and neck
Pulled ever downward
Under gravity's command
The cold seeps in and eats away at the warmth
That so jealously guards me

As I stare into the eyes of sorrow
The lament of the skies
I let the tears of my own despair
This consuming torment
This pain unhealing
Stream its warm liquid
Down my skin
And drip off my chin
Joining the millions of drops
That continue to collect
At my numbing feet

I listen closely
And hear the pounding around me
The beating hearts of lost friends
Harkening me to not forget them
With every rain drop
I feel their pain

Reviews

[Willard Wells]

"cold droplets met my check" "Cheek. Lots of imagery and very beautiful work. I am torn about story of storm or friends that have passed. It may just be that I have been up for about 18 hours. Anyway I like it and it has a nice flow. Thank you for sharing.