DELUGE

Deluge

It's raining here

In my heart and outside the window

Cold rain, hard rain

Slicing down the panes

And through my heart 

Like the dagger that love

Often turns out to be.

But I hardly care how much I hurt

I only care how much I miss

Your kiss, your touch

And the way your mouth turns up

In an expression that could either be

A frown or a smile.

If the sky cries then it cries with me

For it doesn't like to cry alone either

I close my eyes and pretend

That there's an angel

Standing outside in the rain

Catching everything in a bottle

And shaking his head at the fragility of man.

(Why do I play the blues when it's raining?

Isn't that like a misery overload?

Why do we compound our heartbreak

And multiply it times a thousand

When it's already too much to bear?)

Angels can only witness

They cannot participate

They cannot feel the pain and stupidity of the human

For God has blessed them with that inability

And cursed us with feeling too much.

Listen. Hear that? The thunder?

The sky is screaming and so am I

Building up in intensity, it roars

Like a marching band beating drums

Made of human hearts.

Then silence

Then lightning

God's way of revealing

Who He is and who we are not

We are terrified of it, yet fascinated

How often have I stood in it's terror

And dared it to strike me.

But only after I had fallen in love

The greatest form of terror there is

The thing that has both heaven and hell

In it's hands

And continually rolls the dice to determine

Which one you get at any given time.

I love the rain

I love the lightning and the thunder

But most of all

I love you

And everything that you can give me

And take away.

But tonight.....tonight....

My heart is flooded

With rain and pain and longing

More so than usual, more so than ever

Because tonight

I saw you walking outside my window,

Your arm around another girl.

With your lover's smile lighting up her world

The rain hit your face

And your eye caught my eye

Beyond the lace curtain

And the heavens opened up 

With the rage of a deluge

That could not even compare
 To what poured from my eyes.

©by Voo

Jan 21, 2018

5:43 a.m.

Raining In My Heart by Al Green