As Pearls Might Bleed

sparkling drops play upon the pane

glass glimmering in the falling rain

finest gems never shone so bright

as daubs of cloud in shards of light

silken web cast in golden beads

in glist’ning streaks as pearls might bleed

the earth drinks deep to nourish seeds

as the edge of night soft recedes

drops keep falling like limitless stars

slow the storm ebbs in the early hours

rain lingers long in our swirling dreams

’til the sun rises in majestic beams

rain diffuses sound and makes us slow

that we might pause to see the flowers grow

if the worst we must ever suffer through

is a little rain count us the lucky few

spring trades showers for blossoms in the sun

to celebrate another hard-fought winter won

come may we’ll find a sunlit bower

amid the warmth and fragrant flowers

’til then go softly in the gentle rain

until we dwell in sunny days again

~e