The pounding
The rhythm of the sky
The constant beating
Pounding out the souls
Cleansing the soul
It shakes and ripples across
The metal up above
Pelting with a great force
raindrops collapse
they hit the surface
surrendering their fight
and breaking
Molding in to one
Yelling out their call
Pounding
In sync with my heart
Rushing
In the mood
Soothing my thoughts
Wrapping me in safety
The rain covers my body
In a blanket of silk
Bruising my skin as they hit
The droplets roll down
streaking the window
As I watch
Delighted at the sight
The pounding force
the circle of tiny waves
As it dies down losing the fight
I forget the questions
Close and open my mind
to emptiness
Letting the dark
drum beat through me
The Pounding ceases as raindrops
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