Before the Rain Began

Night aside

from mid of day,

as dawn is

to the gloaming.

But how come they,

how away,

if they had not

legs for roaming?

Near and far,

far and wide;

time--you see,

is bigger

than the sky.

In days before

the rain began,

someone saw 

it coming;

chasing rainbows

as he ran,

from the beat of

big drops drumming.

Someone dreamt

of that light

creeping thither

in the night

would wake the birds,

turn black clouds grey,

where the rain,

hidden lay.

Reviews

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a haunting melody..beautifully constructed..