Whispers in the Rain
In this gentle rain’s soft pour,
Within me, a flood, longing to explore.
A few thoughts of future envisioned,
And memories, past, finely seasoned.
This blend, a perfect storm, alas.
Are you there to hear my heart’s impasse?
Struggling, I seek words to express,
Is this the final chapter, or just a guess?
Does this rain mark the end of our tale,
Or will it cleanse, renew, and set sail?
© Akhand Singh, 2024 © An Empty Glass, 2024