It's, Raining Again

The Skies cry, and

Water pours down.

Each tear hits the ground,

And a child starts crying,

Starts to melt, starts to feel cold.

Each tear washes that child,

That newborn, that unnamed.

It fluctuates, from heavy,

To light, but

Never does it stop.

It feels endless, It

feels never-ending.

Thunder also strikes,

Ice also melts, and icebergs

Also, reveal themselves.

At last, the rain gets light again,

But does not get heavy again.

The never-ending rain, ends

The endless rain, also

Extinguishes, and

The rain ends.

A.V


"That child is your heart, crying at one's death."