The rain slides down the panes before me;
like so many tears tracking across my cheeks.
Wind whirls around the yard;
just as my voice catches in my throat between sobs
Clouds blow past, darkening the sky;
while my mind grows dark with images of familiar sadness.
The storm heightens, my cries intensify;
the rain dies down, my body calms.
For now it has passed;
only to begin anew some other day.
