Sky cries oceans

 

The dreary grey of this autumn day

gives way to the murky moonless night.

Only streetlights 

and the rare house light 

illuminate the streets tonight.

It's way past midnight

and most have retired for the eve.

Taking to their dreams,

only us night owls do they leave.

 

Listening to the soft trickle,

the delicate tickle of rain

as it hits the window frame,

like the sound of stars

twinkling in the sky.

Hitching a ride on the tracks

of a long-forgotten drop.

It rolls down the windowpane

before launching itself off

into the air.

Hitting the ground

with a barely audible splosh.

 

And then

the heavens open

and the sky cries oceans.

The tears of millions

all fall at once.

The streets below overflow.

Rivers gushing.

Waters rushing.

Trying to find somewhere to go.

 

Zombie leaves move once more

animated by the torrential downpour.

Travelling down the gutter lane,

they only stop at the gurgling drains.

The sounds surround in these silent hours

echoing nature and her mystic powers.

 

 

 

 

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