The falling raindrops dance, a bearing wall
retains his memories of years before,
constructing solitude, invite his soul
and form continuum, above to soar.
Reminding paragon among beach plum,
intently they behold, when words indite,
a skyward calling are the raindrops' thrum,
the mirroring of stares and souls' invite.
And as the raindrops dance around and jump
belike she comes, 'mid silences aboard
foreshadowing the rainfall drops that thump,
their night defines again the winds' accord.
Her grandness in the mistle's waving forms
a solemn cause became of diamond storms.
© 06-15-2013, G. Venetopoulos