Rain

I know why the rain does fall
Slamming the pavement,
Eroding stone walls
It seems like a sadness
Never complete
Breaking apart a small hope or dream
Ripping the softness, right down the seams

I know why the rain does drip
Plopping on pavement
Letting ants sip
It lightens in time
And soon will be gone
Establish an entry of orange-pink dawn
Wetting the blades in green, clean-cut lawns

I know why the rain does die
Dissolving on pavement
Airing it dry
It gives birth to blossoms
That one day will bloom
Clearly envisioned from my darkened room
Becoming as vibrant as feathery plumes