The Last Rain

The clouds are back in the sky.
The mist hides her face. I cannot see her eyes.
Screams lost in the night. With my arms wide open, I felt the powerful freezing winds.
Her poison flooded the groves.
There is no shepherd by the wolves.
The rain was still falling while I cried to the moon and with my hands stuck in the earth I touched my own birth.
I held the forces of time.
Betrayed by her own faith, she was defeated by her deeds.
I admonish her needs.