Child of the storm wakes to the dawn

I love rain.
Not that light rain, not that misty drizzle
That steady storm rain
The rain that lasts all day and all night
The bone deep rain
Seeping into the dried cracks in my soul
Bringing life back to pieces long dormant
That storm full of old friends
Of thundercrack
Of wind caressing the roof
That steady beat of drop upon drop
Sounds of nature that is like nowhere else
That desert storm
That soothe ache wonder
That place called home

Summer Rain

Raindrops like imperfections in glass
Looking out to faded grey sky
Light and patches drifting
She sits in the car next to me
Relaxed and leaning back
This woman I never talk to
Sharing this time
Always apart
Lacking even the courage to say hello
Or burst this fantasy that she shares this roof because looking at the sky is worth It
Worth the heat and the distance
She’ll exit her car, I’ll watch her walk away
Silent
Listening to summer rain.