A Soft Rain Falls This Winters Night Poem by Matthew Holloway

A soft rain falls this winters night
and despite the cold I leave open the window
so as to listen to the rain amid other sounds
which are few in truth for the hour is late
and I sit unable to sleep thinking
all those thoughts we think in such times
what we have done and where we are
to where we may someday be
part truth, part hope, part dream
I think to my heart and the love it wishes for
I worry that such a ship has sailed
and these empty nights are all there is
and all there may ever be
I do not weep, I do not sleep
and faith in truth, I no longer keep
a soft rain falls this winters night
just another soundtrack to a life