The rain is a jazz musician
When it taps out a gentle syncopation
The percussion of descent
Is delivered arhythmically
But the rain is also a giving lover
When it cascades to the pavement
Lunging into a lasting embrace
With amorous urgency
The rain is God crying
Tears shed alternately for the beauty
And the depravity
Of his final creations
The rain caresses the fertile ground
Nourishes with a maternal concern
And it devastates
With the intensity of paternal rage
And sometimes
The rain is water that falls from the sky
