At night rain comes to life…
As if the sky breaks, full to the brim,
into vast realms of shadows, ivory lightning

Rains let loose over my eyes
unleashing the cold architecture of the city
drumming on rooftops,
on the pavement
murmuring on sleepy villages lolled by hills;
Trees turn back into wooden flesh
Rains unravel the silence
Shepard my thoughts,
Beyond them the world drifts
Diaphanous
Light
Soft-spoken

Tell me, as you were listening to the rain at night
have you not indulged into a nub of… heavenness?