Raindrop Vaunt

Raindrops, raindrops, raindrops

On the windshield all gather

The harp of water droplets

But no sound only silent

Play, dance, drive, drum, glide

A moist breath whistling

A soft song passing through

A mourner’s melody?

A crooner’s tragedy?

An avalanche of shimmering diamonds

A flood of sparkling crystal pearls

A multitude of glittering prisms

A mental seduction of love and illusion

A profound uprising of emotions

These raindrops kisses

These hits and misses

Are these raindrops crying?

We don’t want to fall

We don’t want to fall

The raindrop song wordless and silent

The luminous voyage of these tiny drops’ army

Unsung, unheard, unnamed, unhonored