NO 3: AUTUMN RAIN

Autumn rain 

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Comforting, the grey sky's embrace.

Silent serenity descends, a tranquil space.

Raindrops gently dance upon the window's pane,

Growing stronger, their rhythm a sweet refrain.

 

Through the glass, I gaze, thoughts fleeting or none,

Witnessing rising streams, trees fiercely undone.

Distant thunder roars, a symphony untamed,

Yet my heart longs to wander, to be rain-claimed.

 

Alas, my father's caution echoes in my ear,

"Too dangerous," he warns, my desires unclear.

I'll wait for the storm's calm, its fury abate,

For now, I stand still, yearning, anticipating fate.

 

When rain's curtain fades, clouds no longer gray,

A cleansed earth's fragrance lingers, yet I stay.

Wordless, I marvel at nature's canvas unfurled,

Absorbing the beauty, a silent witness to this world.