Late night rain

As I lay in bed half past 11
I am surrounded by the sound of clouds above releasing their tears.
Each single drop exploding itself onto my window, every second. The entire army of them slamming into the glass. Alone just small drops but together a great explosion. The puddles have already started to form on the ground, I can't see them but I know that they are there. They're always there. As the initial droplets gather into the hollows of the ground below, others continue to fall, slamming themselves into that same window. Suddenly everything stands still. The explosions stop and there is nothing but dark silence. Within minutes the clouds have dried themselves up. The puddles stood still, the window again at peace. I respond by simply exhaling and rolling off into deep dreams.

Author's Note

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