Rain Dance

Upon the wind a soothing voice echoes prolonged memories could it be the angel who sits upon my shoulder that mythical fallacy of "always with me" or hath death played a cruel joke with me bearing the punch line struggling to hear unable to touch searching the horizon blinded by hope where art thou desperately I seek thee upon petals of flowers though graveyards of smiles within the eyes of innocence who play hide and seek never to be found oblivious to discovery my soul aches for the comfort of your touch those imperfect crippled hands blessed with a dove's softness cascading light upon a dark soul the power to heal contained in a voice that fluttered from a pure heart never to be heard again lest there be a storm and prayers for rain are granted..... For Tupac Shakur (1971-1996) "a lover, whose love was often deliberately misunderstood; but who will live in the sun and the rains and whose name will echo through all the winds, whose spirit will flower and who like Emmitt Hill and Malcolm X will be remembered by his people for the great MAN HE COULD HAVE BEEN and most especially for the BEAUTIFUL BOY HE WAS" - Nikki Geovanni