Against my window you pour
Soaking the earth to its core
A grey curtain cast over the world
With the smell of petrichor

You drop on the leaves
Of the old forest trees
The animals run and hide
As we humans haste inside

You make the world seem
Lonely, like a mere dream
While I roam the streets alone
Listening to your music unfold

Your loud chrashes of thunder
The flashing light I am under
Wind passes through the...