Into a Mist

river dancing raindrops dance
on the roof, another chance
to be entrained, to resonate
with the raindrops sharing fate

interweaving tapestries
of sounds and thoughts as thinking flees
vanishing into a mist -
when by raindrops' rhythms kissed...

reappearing robed in light
without moving on a flight
through the clouds, above, beyond
gravity no more a bond

full moon calling, Mars, the Sun
Birkeland currents surfing fun
all the way and in between
raindrops falling's liquid dream

tap tap tap away they dance
on the roof where just by chance
full moon rising's not the same
obscured by clouds in pouring rain

tap tap tap tap tap tap tap
resonating in the lap
of everything from rain to Sun
river dancing to become...