Rains fail to speak

Tang of fallen rain

offers its memories

as the sun’s gentle kiss

raises diaphanous emotions

lost in the downpour of her soul

Horse covered with the stink of sweat

allowed the song of rain

to wash away its hard breathing drudge

and now the sun’s gentle kiss

burrows into muscle, sinew and bone

Rains fail to speak of times spent

wandering amongst the angels

yet we hear, us creatures of earth-bound mortality

yet we see, thine creatures of animal, bird and flee

and so we feel, the sharpness of thine sorrow