Raindrops

	Raindrops
	Subaudition


	Tiny tears in the window
	Into the skyline the steps go
	It is all here, a death in vain
	Emotions left nameless, coincided today

	Who decides the time and place
	Of all these incalculable days
	For this grey dead scene
	To wither, to blossom, to linger

	Seeing the afterglow
	I'd tell you to counterwise your steps
	And let the divine dry your tears
	On your way home