"September Rain", September, 2006

9/06/2006

September Rain

September rain,
In all its glory
Cascades upon my window pane
Its mist embraces daylight
Rinse away summer’s drain

Drops patter on the rooftop
A haze envelopes all
Chill filters through the air
Announces whispers of Fall

A man beneath a bus stop
Oh, I can hear him swear
Cold rain has grabbed his clothing
Dripping water from his hair

September rain,
Alters the mood in the city
Its quiet more than normal
No longer are the streets so gritty
An other-worldly sense arrives
Different is the air, less formal
In its’ small way soothing troubled lives

A hush drapes the atmosphere
Tranquility is the ambiance
The air is greatly cooler
Dispositions lacking salience
Not conducive for a brooder

If one is oh so silent
And dares not breathe so loudly
One can almost feel the instant
When clocks decide to dally

Its such a day of mystery
When things make almost sense
Thought stops and stares revealingly
Feels a little more than dense

September rain,
At last the heat is over
Your balm is greatly welcomed
Of madness there is no owner
Peace can now be fathomed

Liz