Eyes Fighting Blear

Have you ever seen the rain.

Fall from the sky.

It hits your face.

Or floats on by.


Time slows down.

A backdrop of gray.

A quick, brisk breeze.

On a humid day.


A metamorphosis.

Rain becomes tears.

A blink and a splash.

Eyes fighting blear.


Now you walk.

Cold and wet.

Each step a splash.

A warming sweat.


Sound is silent.

Light now dark.

A faint vibration.

Your beating heart.