Night Rain

On my roof, pelting drops of rain,
dancing rhythmically at nature's ancient beat,
cascading down voluptuous frame
like strings of beads
once suspended by a chord- now broken!

The lone night sing along in pelting silence
as nature's tune resonates pestering drips,
clogging man's lawful sail through fantasy land

For if nature's drips, man's barn to swell
why does it halt man's drifting drowsiness?