THOUGHTS

Your drops fell to the earth,
making puddles,
and little round ripples,
like eager angels*.

And I stood there, you were all over the place.

Washed me of my fears,
Cleansed me of my tears,
Tears that fell with the rain,
Fears that came with pain.

I spoke and thought,
Underneath your onslaught,
To others and to myself,
Then suddenly as you came, you left.

Rain, then, no more.

*Line taken from Session Road’s Eager Angels (sorry and thanks, just can’t resist using it!)