The light has surrendered to the evening, and out of the darkness a clap of thunder. I wouldn't of noticed the rain had it not been for the noise that
alarmed me to what was taking place in the darkness. I pulled open the shades to look into night, and I saw streaks of rain being back lite by a distant street lamp a few doors down. The night was weeping and her tears glistened as they flowed down the street and on the walk way. The water speaks to me, and I know that sounds strange, but it does. Maybe it is some kind of energy I connect with, I'm not sure. But it does speak............