Rain I

Its raining outside
As night falls
On the jagged urban landscape
I call home
The skies war on the earth
Drops dance like maddened puppets
Upon the earthen graves of their victims
The sound of thunder
Booms across the horizon
As flashes of lightning
Illuminate both earth and sky
The ground embraces its attacker
Sends its own counter beat
To the syncopated rhythm
That is the essence of
New fallen rain
And to the sound of this war
My lids, heavy with sleep
My body, weary with work
My soul, sated with thought
I drift slowly, peacefully, away