The Storm, Part II

Rays of Sunlight
break through the clouds
Once again
Sending the sign (though Olive Branches are hard to come by),

that the Rain
that falls so swiftly at this moment
that hinders the vision
that streaks down the window pane and pools on the sill,
Rippling and Splashing
in a cacophony fit for a Paradise lost

that this Waterfall,
that creates an ambiance of mystery,
Of things Unknown and still to come,
Of those things beyond,
shroaded in the Mist
hidden from view except for the briefest glimpse
through the iridescent Curtain...

that all of this, all of it,
will eventually fall away,
leaving only a trickle, a dew...

fast-drying in the Sunlight.