Forms distort amongst the mist
between the drops of rain.
Light withdraws where once it kissed
and quelled horizon’s pain.
Evening draws its dusky robe
to cloak grey shadows in looming night,
as stars appear around the globe,
but here are masked in raindrop’s flight.
This is but silent healing,
as every moment is feeling here
the hope of life tomorrow
and the truth that spring is dealing near.