Raindrops
a pome by Rynde

There is a room
In the corner of my heart
Filled with rain drops
Quivering at my touch
They seem to fall from my own eyes
Cold and comforting
Crying
I am crying

A forest dwells inside me
A girl lives inside
No one can see her
Hear her
She can sing the song of clouds
Speak the language of trees
Unlock the secrets hidden back
Uncover the fallen leaves

She is no one
But she is me

Stripped till only
Bare skin touches water
I plunge into my pool
The currents swirling; ebbing
I am engulfed
The water is sweet, refreshing, almost
Like I had found what I had seeked
I have been stripped
Of all that wasn't me

Now I can see the bottom
Of my clear forest pool

All I have is me

Raindrops fall, like an echo
Of a long forgotten melody
I used to sing
The tune innocent, happy
True
True to me

Raindrops fall, melt my shadows
As one rolls down my cheek
A single drop of blood taints it
A dirty, painful red
I do not wish to remember
Yet again it mingles
This time with a tear

Raindrops fall, I cry out
Hidden in the shattered glade
My voice fills the cavern
It sounds worn, broken
Freed
I have been torn
A sole yellow butterfly flies pass

If only I could fly like it does
If only

Dew drops slide down the awakening petals
In the early dawn rays
They sparkle a mystical gold
Like a light from heaven
They speak to me
Sooth my confused woes
Whisper the words I have never heard
Somewhere
Somewhere I know someone cares

The world explodes in faded colours
As one by one, the stone cranes come to life
The flowers bloom
Smiling illusions at me
I touch the nearest one
Hope
Hope is what flowers give

The water I stand waist-deep in
Naked
Ripples, ever so gently
A pebble sinks to the river floor
Taking with it a piece of me
A piece of me
Only the mud and the waters will ever know
Only

A coy breeze brushes
My blood-etched cheek
And in a swift stroke blows
My blood away
Away into the sky
Another piece of me
Flies into oblivion
Another piece of me
Only Nature will understand
Only Nature will keep

A piece forgotten
Another gone

The sliver of wind returns
Skims the water
Dances through my hair, wetting the locks of black
A solitary butterfly, petite and small,
Lands on my finger
The place comes vivid with sound
As techni-coloured animals whistle their secret tune
Whistle it to me

I feel so alive
So pure
Again only my raindrops fall

The bamboos,
You can here them growing, shooting
Up into the clouds, clouds with
A silver lining
They too have their mysteries
Mysteries deep and perpetual
Till my sands bond and raindrops meet

Elements seem to paint my face
The way the masks never could
An aura surrounds my forest
Trickling down tulips
For the first time
In my entire life
I smile.

My reflection in the lake
Doesn't make me wince anymore
Instead of a lost girl that hid behind curtains
I saw myself
A face, once misery-filled and suffering etched
Now lifted, now changed.
Cleansed by the tides, cleansed by the glade
Cleansed by my strength
Now mine.

A voice, familiar and loving, speaks to me
It seems to be the only thing in the entire glade
It filled me with a feeling
Child, it says, my child
Something in me clicked

Deep realization hits me hard
The raindrops fall again, I do not halt them
Retreating to my past, I feel a sense of sorrow
A sorrow unexplainable
A sorrow that hurts me still

Mother? I ask. Mother?
Child it is me, she replies
I cry, no one can hold back my drops
Don't cry my child, her voice warm and motherly,
The past is the past,
Whatever happened, happened
It is not for us to change the prophecies
It is for us to face them
Chances arise in life that we cannot foresee
We should not grow weaker
We should grow stronger

The words I hear, seem to carve into my soul
Deep and forever
I understand
I know now.

It is your time now, my child,
Your time to join me
Where you will have peace
Peace of heart and of mind
I know my mother is smiling,
From where she is.
Smiling down on me
Its like the times when I was in her arms again
And she would teach me about the sun, the moon
The stars, about why the river would always flow
I know the place she will take me.
I know that is where I want to go.

Closing my eyes gently,
I shed the last raindrop
I bid an eternal goodbye to my glade
My home
The whole world seems to cry for me,
Even my butterfly and the flowers
And the birds and the wind.

I am ready, mother, I say calmly.
A doorway opens in front of me.
Churning the pool water
The animals flee
I have one last look at my land
And step into the doorway
Into a world I will forever spend with my mother...
Where she will once again
Teach me and love me like she had.

Death is the world I have chosen.