Facets of Rain

Sprinkles of sorrow leak from puffy clouds,
As the sky turns to a tinted blue gray.
Salty like tears as they fall upon a nameless face,
Blending into the sadness that one feels.

Sprinkles now turn into dancing droplets,
Lifting the spirits of the ones on the surface.
The water brings life to all it touches.
Refreshing as the light of a new day.

Thunder rolls in as the wind blows harshly,
Spitting rain drops made of glass shards.
Angry and unruly, pruning the already dead and decayed.
Making the new life strong with every gust.

Soon the storm passes leaving a light tasting mist.
Sparkling; as the sun bounces from each crystalline drop.
Another day reveals itself at the end of a color filled rainbow,
Awaiting the next life altering storm.