Rain pours down upon me
Riddling my soul with echoes
Drops and songs of delight
And despair
Fat, thumping statements
Of shedding
Of wringing out the overfull
And overflowing
Sponge of me
There is only one rain
One fall
One drop
It touches my tongue
I remember the summer
The pine riddled flavour
The past
Now gone
Washed away
In a torrent of individual drops
Beating through my denial
My rage
My refusal until
My drops fall into the sky
And I am rain
Falling upon my soul
Nourishing
Refreshing
Releasing
Pounding
Screaming mouth agape
Until I drown
And wake up
Now