Rain Drop

yellow and red leaves swirl in the november breeze chilled and free falling gently apart and together in bunches and separate i heard him take his finally breath ragged and labored till his soul did snap away and become wild once again and into that changing of greater space and as i opened my eyes to see and as i opened my mouth to cry a single droplet of blessed rain filled with all that the world can give and that God does create danced on my dry and flaccid tongue and yet and yet my thirst for knowledge never slaked and how my eyes burned with liquid fire and only now can i feel that near-blue sky as it collapses over earth and me into that majestic hue of orange and purple turning black as the coat of the dog and friend i lost in this early mornings quiet and so when you cry bitterly for him cry a bitter tear for me too