A long one that serves as an overflow for Flood Plains |
Silent Reign Rain dances 'gainst the window, a quickstep to a waltz In pane the silence sings low and confidence rings false Whilst wind chimes gain attention, majestically outside The monitor's intention, … to take us on a ride A ride between the raindrops, a journey to a place To spaces where the pain stops, a friends familiar face Hidden deep within the cloud 'neath zeroes and ones So digital we hide in shrouds, in binary we run Through broken hearts, we fall apart 'midst dreams of being whole The bleeding starts, in dark, in part, with dreams we can't console Lost in silence, swathed, consumed, wandering the grounds Existing in our vacuum imagined, are our sounds Overwrought and overthought, they echo round this space Lost with every rebound caught, no substance to this place As daylight burns with heartbeats spurned and shadows stretching long Days still turn, as souls they earn their place within the song Whilst silhouettes sing from the back, supporting from behind Eyes averted where we lack, to stars we hope to find Through telescopes we plan our flights, more than we might confess Still names called silent through dark nights, are names called non the less Scryed for 'midst a sea of stars, a galaxy lies spread Just cause you can't see the scars don't mean they haven't bled But when those stars go out at night, it's our turn to shine Time to find some inner light, some reason in our rhyme A pattern, scheme or sequence sensed some safety 'neath the shroud A string of numbers' credence, tense abandoned to the cloud Spread out 'neath a sky so lit with stars, for which we've read Just cause you can't hear it doesn't mean it wasn't said Through muted dances, unrequested, desired, non the less A card unmarked, be-quested, to whom we can but guess Dancing through the wind and rain with nowhere left to fall 'midst mixed up seasonal refrains, … just waiting, on that call |