Rain

In the crashing
Like a collection, I am.
of cold drops
falling from the dark sky
from the branches.
Pounding down on the metal,
delicate on the ground.
No sign of ease.
Like you,
Coming down
through the isolation.
the hidden places,
of me.
The water soaks everything.
And I am fine
now, I am. Here,
In the calm
and the downpour
of you.