Rain

It is quiet out this time of night. The distant sound of a street light in distress. A sound I have listened to for over two years, now no longer a bother. I sit on the porch smoking a cigarette. Silence. The the drops of rain begin. Just a few. Very light for a few moments. In time it mounts. Then it stops. Begins again. It gets thicker. Then turns into full rain. The rain falls in the silence like a symphony. So beautiful. And because I am not walking in it, I am on the porch, I am loving it. I love the rain especially when there is no wind. So soothing, the drops of rain in the night. I go in to sleep. Finally, the day is done.