Rain, from April to November
04/30/2023
Hard rain, soft Clouds in the sky
to walk amongst them, I surmise
an earthly Flight, and no return
Or miniscule life, to Crash and Burn
a Blank curtain, and each Drop,
Falls Fast, brings a new thought.
Peppered against a careworn head
a saline mix, so there I tread,
not so Cold, but Cold enough.
Fateless beast, to brave the rough.
for Where can I go, and When?
You said I'll walk with God, and then?