Listen to the Rain

[Pendragon]

Listen to the Rain

Listen to the rain come down outside my windowpane,
There is nothing more refreshing than the rain—
Living in a world of people in denial,
Wrapped up in one belief or another
While the whole world goes to hell.
But the rain falls on the just—
And also upon the unjust
It counts no favors when it comes leaves us all wet when it goes.
Runs down the stained glass windows,
And the filthy ones as well,
Upon the roof of a grand cathedral
To the lowest darkest brothel—
It leaves behind a smell of clean
Though it cannot erase
The bloodstains left by time and tyrants,
What the confessional never hears,
The cries of pain…
Still you gotta love the rain—
The purity of the Lady Rain…

Pendragon
© Friday, April 10, 2009

[Virgil]

Very nice Pen. I liked this passage best:

It counts no favors when it comes leaves us all wet when it goes.
Runs down the stained glass windows,
And the filthy ones as well,
Upon the roof of a grand cathedral
To the lowest darkest brothel—
So good to see you back. Just last night i was thinking I had not seen you in so long. I hope everything is well or at least managable. Have a nice Easter my friend. :)

[firefangled]

Blessed be the rain. You make it so, Pen. Well done.

[susan8787]

it sounds a little sad but beautiful . it is a pity that my town has not rained for a long time .Usually the rain days often remind me a lot . thank you for sharing . i like it

[skib]

This is a beautiful poem, Pendragon!