EARLY SPRING RAIN
To watch the sky begin to fill
with clouds that roll and pitch until
all Heaven seems so black and bleak
then lightning makes a sudden streak
and blows the southwind at its will.
The air so fresh it brings a high
as I breath in the falling sky
and darkened all of space now seems
engulfed in thundering that screams
and makes the world think it could die.
The first raindrops now hit the ground
the joy of it is all around
each budding leaf breaks through its pain
now free to come out in the rain
and here is love that's seldom found.
Now falling fast and falling free
blown in the wind that has to be
the rain sets in and for the night
a steady rhythm cool and light
and lulls to sleep the grief of me.