Summer Rain. Poem by Rita Pal

The fire in your eyes drives shivers through my soul.
It is the same sky of night-lights that flickers in the dark
For there is a glimpse of your saddened cracked heart
Lost in a forest dreams, locked with its casket of tears

Glistening through the tortured path is the lake of love
Diamonds in pearl droplets, sparkling in golden suns
A glint of hope for crystal tears on moonlit nights
Gathering at the fountains of innocent dreams

Always, gentle as the summer rain.