under the rain

i

STOOD
under
the awesome rain
under its all cleansing
p o w e r

as it purgeD me
of my indifference:
of the numbness
of knowing; of the vague feeling
of wanting; of that strange need
to have profound insight

again.


it had left me

drenched

cold down to my wet wet naked skin
the waters crawling deep into my inward parts
seeping through cracks and creases,
weaving through sinew and bone until they finally

well, eventually

ultimately find my being's deepest vacant hollow
and forms the pool in my soul where
it drowns out now the deafening silence of my lifeless

heart