Other Side of Somewhere
a moment
drops
curls from the cloud
watched it fall
seep
the hard earth
drunk it down
in thirst
past frozen nights
the fury of the wind
fists of rumbled rain
punching in the dark
flash after flash
pressed to the pane
the smallest drop
saturates the soul
leaving body to bone
no matter how old
or how the sun sets
and rises
in the room
light and bright
and beautiful
she stood in them all
and found something to do
something brand new
took a brush
a pail of paint
and kneeled at the corner
behind the metal door
a shade of winter white
for the child
who went missing there
that night
when the moon was out
and about
shining light and bright
and beautiful
out there on the other side
of somewhere
TL