Dark rain penetrates my garden
Burrows deep to find waiting seeds
But no god thinks to beg my pardon
For carelessly creating weeds

I dream myself as hardened rain
Drenching deep to dampen roots
I dream myself free of this pain
Drinking earth’s sleeping fruits

I tumble wet from my birthing cloud
That smothering rejecting dome
I tumble down to rake and plough
Lightning shot from my heavenly home

I am liquid light in a black world
Laughing in my careless squalling
I am sweet rain, cloud hurled
Nothing need known but falling