Reminiscing Poem by Javier Falcon

I sit on this ledge and watch the rain fall,
Follow its life from bottom to top,
As its tender caress just seems to call.

Seeing the final smash as it hits the floor,
Such a horrid end for such perfection,
But as I go up I begin to see more.

As through its journey it’s a perfect shape,
Falling steady without a worry or wait,
In gray scale like one of those old tapes,

But I continue up to see glory,
A rainbow at full radiance,
Those you see in a child’s story.

And then I think of me and my life,
Knowing that the rainbow has already gone by,
I see the wind blow and see the rain’s strife.

And then I know what I must do,
So I lean forward and caress the rain back,
Mind blanked, a new break through.