Shatters
If anything is as tranquil,
As the rain that cascades by will
Then it must be certain,
That one exceeds another in time.
Oh, the life of a rain,
Is as ephemeral as existence
It blooms with life and dies in senescence
And in utmost vulnerability, dead from defenses
The rain shatters,
And breaks in oblivion
Caught in a crippling submission,
Drenched from all the filth
The rain proclaims
And crowns the man as king
Of its own world, with gems on his head
And loses its nobility before a word is said
The rain submerges
The city in deep waters
And cries as profound as trenches
Will not be consumed by flames
I am stuck in prayers
Like I am jaded underneath the rain,
Because there’s something in the rain
That draws me near my pain.
poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr
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