A Force Of Fascination Poem by Smoky Hoss

Rain pours upon
the metal roof
with the sizzling sound
of a frenzied phantasm.
Each watery pearl pounds down in wild abandon,
scattering into shards of silvery wetness,
soon running together
washing and nurturing everything
in their path.
My mind flows away on such water.
I imagine divinity in every drop.
This holy shower reigns down upon earth so loud
that no other noise dares
utter a sound.
Everything is cleansed.
The world invigorated.
My soul overflows with liquid enchantment.