The steady rain coursed

its way down my window

like tiny tendrils

of a spider's web.



Vivaldi echoed chorus and

harmony and melody over

my severely used

stereo speakers.



Cellos boomed in the background

dancing with the rolling

thunder echoing

across the valley.



Violins danced with the

streaming rain tapping

on the roof and

begging entrance.



Black skies glare angily

downwards on a frightened

earth who eagerly laps

up the rain.



The two lovers fight

and swear at eachother

in contempt but each holds back

their true love.



Nature's orchestra booms

in time and showers

the world with

unbridaled hands.



Until the rage is spent

and the two fall

together into the

peaceful calm of silence.



©, 1999--Rafael Gomez

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