Swiftly falling drops of rain

Sing through the air

In great bowing arcs

Of cold angelic tears

Vieling the world

Behind heavy curtains of grey

Like a rippling shadow

Shed from the sky

Weeping an icy sorrow

Of unbound pain.

It screams and sobbs

An endless torrent

That melts the colors

Into a dull pastel.

As lonely lights look through

The airborne sea

And dance with the water

Smearing the world

In the wake of their waltz.

Till the roaring ribbons of rain

Dry to a mere whimper

Before collapsing on the ground

Where it fades to silence

Before it curls up

To die.