Poems (Kennedy)/The Rain

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RAIN
KEEP your calm days with azure skies And shadows playing hide-and-seekFrom dawn to dusk, and gold-of-Ophir sun Crowning the far-off mountain peak  Keep these for yours—   Give me the rain!
Give me the days gray like the cowl That hides a monk's pale, musing face.No glint of blue or east or west, No break within the somber space,  But blur instead   Of blown, white rain.
For in the sun I am apart Of life with all its heave and beat,Its two-fold purpose—love and hate— Its destiny so swift and sweet;  But in the rain   I am alone.
Alone, to hear the far, clear call Wind-whispered from the voiceless past,Alone with my own hidden self To build new dreams and hold them fast—  To sing my heart   Out with the rain.
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