Softly Falls the Rain

All night unto dawn, a gentle sadness, a comforting... a dreaming rain falling, as the world recalls its ancient roots. I listen to soccer moms backing-out of driveways, the last moment rumpus of heel-dragging kids. The mail van trundles-by, sparrows bathe in warm puddles. Trains merge with geese in long slipstreams of sound. All is well, all newly washed the world a child again.