Sitting in the silence
On a warm Saturday night
Recovering from a grey day
Looking out at the blue world before me
Running tiny sand grains through my finger tips
The scenery is perfect
Like a page stolen from a book
The sun dims
Revealing the beauty of the night sky
I am moonstruck
In a second the peaceful silence is broken
when cold, liquid dots begin to fall from the sky
I shield my costume
But stop,
and instead dance
dance to the drum of the rain.
