I

Through the murky, ashy sky,

There was no beginning nor an end,

But the rain cut through, crashing down.

II

I didn’t care to wipe it away;

Salty, blurred, shedding, bloodshot,

Slipping down my face like rain.

III

After months on end of none at all,

The rain descended to bless our land,

Rich and fertile like how it once was.

IV

Pushed beneath the surface,

With water in my eyes and mouth,

I was suffocated by rainwater and chlorine.

V

It looked like the flames would touch the sky,

The smoke polluting the air, but the rain poured in, 

Refreshingly cold, extinguishing the fire in my eyes.

VI

The old man three doors down died

Nobody came to the funeral

Using the rain as an excuse.

VII

Immersed in the rainfall,

All I know is that

Nothing keeps it from falling

Yet nothing holds it up

And through the murky,

The everything,

The nothingness,

It will continue on.