I awoke to the rain

drumming on my window pane.

Opening my lattice I let it in

the purifying water that washes away sin.

The hypnotic sound

of rain falling all around.

All my life I have listened to the rain.

The same drumming

of water coming

from the sky

falling on you and I.

The rain has no end

But you and I my friend

May listen for a while


then pass on by.

2 thoughts on “Raining

  1. blindzanygirl

    This is beautiful Kevin, and I too love the rain. We once camped in the Lake Dustrict for three weeks in the rain. Sometimes I go up onto the riverbank and just kind of roll in the wet grass after it has rained. Lol. Maybe I am a dog really. Ha! Lovely poem

    1. drewdog2060drewdog2060 Post author

      Thank you Lorraine. Its always lovely to meet a fellow lover of the rain. Rolling in the wet grass sounds like good fun (until one has to wash one’s clothes afterwards …)! All the best – Kevin


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