The sky burst into action,
as cold droplets plummet towards the earth
deep set pools accepting their conquest
as the sweet, mesmerizing sound of the rain
converges and rises, drowning out everything
save the savage sound of a passing car.
Heavy drumming settles in the void
left in the wake of the retreating monster
the world returning to a old state
one ageless and confined neither by time
nor structure
as the rain claims everything
It has done this forever,
as humans pinned and lingered, believing
that they had conquered the force of nature
only to find that water always finds a hole
always finds a way to break
The cool drive rises
heavy, saturated earth drawing forth its needs
the many hiding in their warm, lighted structures
as the few remaining wise men escape
clothed in their jackets and gripping their toys
plunging head first into the driving rain
And all is as it should be
cold, refreshing breath returning to the land
of asphalt and glass, the true spirit of the earth
reflecting in the looking glass
as the children linger and watch their faces divide
in the wake of the surging rain.
