Rainfall

When it rains

And the evening is far gone

The golden hues of emotions come by

As if we should just go 

in search of a wish long abandoned. 

An inaudible  voice beckons

And the more we resist 

The stronger it pulls.

As we yield to it

A weight leaves our hearts 

And much to our realization 

It is the  call 

That summons our spirits

To the newness 

That comes after. 

Photocredit : fotografhanem