R A I N

The October rain is falling again

A gentle and soothing rhythm just outside my darkened window

I will be going to bed very soon, so I can fall a sleep to the sound

I will picture how many street gleans when the streetlights shine on it

I'll imagine the droplets falling into the little puddles in my gardens and in a flight of fancy

I'll watch the rain backlit by the moon

I'll fashion a thought for you and send it out into the fall to be refracted, reflected.

In all directions, converted to dreams that are carried on the wind to blow gently through your open window

To whisper soft and low in your ear the same sweet song that I'm hearing and you will know it's me in the sound wishing you sweet dreams, sweet awakening...