Rain song

Time... spoke to Space

said, i feel empty without you

 

Space did not reply

just hung there like a cloud

 

signaled it felt 

the same thing, too

 

like a war of the gods

an epic scene, 

 

opening before us 

in a glorious display 

 

a lightning strike sends 

raw power of brutal beauty

 

tearing a hole between 

clouds and earth

 

to a place on earths face 

never touched before

 

could have, would have... 

should have, does not apply 

 

didn't strike you this time

but you don't need to die

 

so take heed, please

go inside...

 

its a war... between the sky

the wind, clouds and Seas

 

howling winds cries

set the stage to warn

 

travelers and strays 

moving on roads below

 

to seek shelter

to be safe from harm

 

waves crashing 

against rocky shores

 

seen even from space

from the ISS

 

in miniature, from afar

viewed like a dream

 

an indefinite mass 

of dark clouds gathered

 

moving across 

the face of the earth

 

stirred and brewed

in a witches cauldron 

 

falling through space 

at an ever quickening pace

 

to those below 

it brings an icy chill

 

A lightning strike

as if by will, 

 

returns, giving birth

to a crack in time itself

 

followed by a low, 

loud rolling thunder

 

a cry which passes

then all is still...

 

for long moments, then

the pitter-patter of raindrops

 

striking softly, calling life

to fill its needs, discretely

 

who knows where it began

or when it may end

 

the answer is in the wind

but its not talking, now

 

just moaning deeply

 

 

C2