The Falling Rain

Was it a dream, an apparition ?
The way you spoke, and made me feel ?
Or is your stand my own contrition ?
To toughen up my bleeding knees?

Beneath the trees in earlly Springtime
You pledged your heart, as beating true
You sang a song of love's redemption
So sure was I, the truth was you.

And now my Soul is longing for you
It is the longing bringing light
Upon my trappings and misgivings
And how my thoughts of love take flight

These tears are falling rain of whispers
Upon the meadows flowered green
They wash the dusty earth and shimmer
Upon the roses of my dreams.

A call goes out to you, my darling
It doesn't matter if you speak
True love's the mirror glitter falling
To bare the places where I'm weak

A single kiss, a sweet embracing
Of who I have become to be
Your artful acts of love replacing
The who I never was to me

Your caring heart was true for moments
Till shadows fell and brought the fear.
And now, a call to you in heaven
A  tone of lights to bring you here

These tears are falling rain of whispers
Upon the meadows flowered green
They wash the dusty earth and shimmer
Upon the roses of my dreams.

 

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