Rain 2

Again the wind roars 
The rain lashes 
Across in straight lines 
The torment comes 
In the grey light of dawn
A driven energy 
A pounding invasion 
Quietened  are the birds
Taking refuge in the hedge
Their song
Replaced by the strengthened gusts
Gone is the gentleness of evening
The rain driving in an angled veil
Intensifies in rhythm of a snare drum on the roof
The mist that envelops
Tumbling  down the hill into oblivion.