Imagine the Rain

Watching the clouds move in,
A feeling of peacefullness sweeps over me.
I feel the breeze on my face,
and I hear the wind
As it's breath hits the trees dancing
Dreamily with the leaves.
Slowly and softly at first
With it's whispers of a coming promise.
I hear the tapping as a light and misty rain
Begins it's melody on the ground.
I smell it...
I hear it...
I close my eyes and suddenly a thunderous echo of applause rushes my senses taking my breath away.
I feel the heavy beating upon my skin.
And I stand there captivated
By the sensation of what started out
A subtle insinuation of an idea
Is now very much an aggressive overtaking.
Covering the earth with its magic,
Filling the air with it's presence,
Removing the acknowledgment of any other sensation,
Chasing away any form of awareness...
I am lost,,,
But I am found...
Lost to everything that was before this possession,
But found completely and nutured by an unkown comforter.
I feel myself forgetting everything...
All that is real to me in this moment is the steady drums of the rainfall, the cool wet breeze against my skin, the clean sensation of the water washing over me, and the breath of enchantment.
I hear the thunder rolling becoming louder shaking every particle of my being, weakening my knees,,, I almost fall from the powerful voice taking control of my mind.
And then it hits me...
A lightening strike numbing my body and awakening places inside me that I never knew existed arousing an awareness that has never been known to me.
I feel it...
Coursing inside me,,,
Filling me with a power nonexistent to mortal touches or even concieved by touch.
A feeling that can only be felt from the inside of the very depths of the unreachable.
I see you...
Then suddenly almost as if waking from a dream,
I am shaken by the quickened stop which is as unexpected as the start.
I hear the echo fading into nowhere that I can follow,
Disipating, seemingly further away.
I reach out but there is nothing to grasp,
I open my eyes and watch it fade away
All the while wondering why I can't hold something that can hold me so intently...
Finally with saddened eyes I reallize it's gone...
Looking around me the stabbing gut wrench snaps me back into the real world..
What left behind in the mud and the gloom of nothingness..
A puddle, muddy ground, slippery grass, and a longing to possess something that is unpossessable.

Wait

Fairly I say I fell away, somewhere between that first and last taste of dark euphoria.

Winding round and round my mind in that twisted indulgent fantasy of falling forever... down further and further I allow the spinning hole to swallow me up into hopefull madness that accidentally buries me somewhere far beneath the grave of the swain to lie in silent wait. Silent wait and silent sleep consumed within the chaos of a world of listful dolor. Lie I here beneath the quiet slumber and still wait... and wonder my heart of solitified desolation,,, for what for if for when and why... .... wait...

Try

Venture, Travel, Journey and Seek,,, To find that place my heart can beat.
Pumping full of all that swells and fills the chambers that does well..
Well with life and love and sweet, sweet passion for that which I seek.
Can it be an easy find, to fill it full and make it mine?
I guess I'll try again, it seems, as all I've done with Silent Screams,
Is push and pull and try to find that somehow breaking fall of mine.
But fall I do,,, and fall I must,,,  and pick myself back up from dust.
For it's the fall that makes me aware that there surely is much more out there.
So keep the path and venture not into the darkened shadowed spots
That call me softly in the storms with thundering whispers of that icy warmth.
That freezing rain that chills me down and how I love to feel that sound,
That silent thump that quakes my soul and coddles me into that silent hole.
To bury deep and rot away and feel that oh so sweet decay,
And cover me in the sheltered grave to find that love my heart once made.