There's a blue harmony to Summer rain, <br />Its subtle rhythm suits the mood I'm in, <br />A pulsing tempo, a liquid refrain <br /> <br />Crashing over me again and again, <br />Cooling and fooling as it seeps within. <br />There's a blue harmony to Summer rain. <br /> <br />It rinses through me, diluting the stain <br />They tell us we carry; Adam's first sin. <br />A pulsing tempo, a liquid refrain. <br /> <br />It smoothes to pebbles the boulders of pain <br />That tumble my thoughts in a brainwashed spin. <br />There's a blue harmony to Summer rain. <br /> <br />Then, like a rainbow, which cannot sustain, <br />The mood's washed away and again will begin <br />A pulsing tempo, a liquid refrain. <br /> <br />For a while in Sun I try to regain <br />Lightness of being, slough off the old skin. <br />There's a blue harmony to Summer rain, <br />A pulsing tempo, a liquid refrain.<br /><br />James Mills<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/after-the-deluge/
