Rain

A short poem about rain plus how it makes my mind turn (one idea)

Rain a poem By Curtis O. Sterling
In my dreams
It seems to rain forever
The rain seems to pour and surround my quiet mind like endless pages
Their are no clear stages of clarity and the rain falls in a silent justification
I cannot feel a sense of "never!" and in my spirit's solitude I am hypnotized
like gazing through forever.
In these dreams of rain the vain price of jewelry and timeless freedom
stand high like a symbol of me.
In these dreams of rain if rainbows could see they would see free a silent
part of forever and the rainbow's gaze would zoom with telescope eyes
across the ocean's expanse defying its form, map, and structure avoiding
pain and transforming into pure rain. In my dreams of forever the rainbows
would cover what is vain and bring about the rain healing the earth.
In my dreams it seems to rain forever a Vast Rainbow's sight its grandeur
out of provided plus confined space free and lasting a vision of forever.