Just Before the Rain...

Just before the rain the air

Is like a heart, tumbled and blue

The wind rises, then falls into

Silence; reverent in nature’s prayer

Prelude to heaven’s entourage

Earth's restless ambiance implores

And ruthlessly tugs open doors

Of mist and mind-veiled camouflage

Before the rain we are nineteen

But then, in sudden silver notes

Reality aches in our throats

For what must be and what has been

Just before the rain I fear

The absence of you close to me

And all my pondered poetry

Dissolves, mingling with heaven’s tear

© Janet Martin~