Driving Home

 Fragments in monochrome,
sparkles of darkness, highlights, 
each drop a frozen moment of madness - a 
windswept sparkle of space a cold belonging a 
beckoning of warmth and firelight inside each cabin of home in a droplet flung across the windshield
and wiped away

But not here,
not in this dashing noisy void;
In that place, that wild and thrashing storm,
that dizzying, blissful haven
As a drop of rain.