The rain blurs and beats at the window <br />like mercy frustrated; <br /> <br />it has fulfilled its magic promise, <br />bringing rice out of water, <br />corn out of earth <br /> <br />yet cannot reach those human beings <br />sheltering, unwashed by mercy, <br />clutching their sad poems about rain.<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rain-is-never-blue/
