The Heavy Rain...(2) Poem by RIC BASTASA

when i wake up this morning
the rain just poured bringing with it
strong winds and
noise

have i changed my senses?
have i switched perceptions?

was it not just a while when i thought
rain as a poem of counted meters and
ringing rhyme?

what have you done to me? Age,
are you a cruel friend?

the rain has moved from tree to window
and its drops have stepped on the floor by the open door
and they are not welcome anymore.

have i not revealed to you the secret of my longing?
is this rain hiding something from me?

why have you not arrived from the distance of this love?
i miss the night and the candle light
i wish to hear what you have been saying to me.