Gentle Rain © 5.23.15 Sherry Bach

Gentle rain falling down, quietly without wind

Almost in slow motion, it is so peaceful to watch

The fragrance of it heightens awareness of renewal

I breathe it in easy, slowly, wanting it to last

Enjoying the moment, I linger there

Allowing my eyes the time necessary

To gather information to record the memory

Then all of a sudden it creeps in

I begin to miss you

Quick! Run! Run away from it!

So I do

I play back all of the things you said

Nobody will ever get close to you, it's true

The wind starts, the trees sway

The clouds compete with one another for space

One over, one under, moving quickly now

One darker, one bright white

The lightning flashes and illuminates the truth

Nobody will ever get close to you