raindrops

they fall to the ground
steady and smooth
creating a beautiful partition
between the world and i

those drops of wonder
of love and quiet beauty
that sparkle one moment
and hide away the next
with the entrance of the sun
and her golden rays

and i kneel by the glass-paned window
holding my breath
watching and waiting
for the magic to begin again
and draw me into itself

i'll join the drops
beating down upon my hair
and no concern will stop me
as i dance the rhythm of wet eyelashes
shining like silver shoes
with a soft unabashed smile.