Empty Vessel

The rain falls
with a sound of selfless applause
its ambience
but an infinity of splashes
as though a hymn
to the evening
bringing with it a peacefulness
that slows the pulse of my eyelashes
as I become lost
in the soft blur of aqua
and blue-green rivulets that flow
down the window
against the last light of the sunset’s hues
every image an aesthetic reflection of absolute spirit
within each that knows it
holding the never-ending weave of eternity in its embrace
like a kiss without beginning or end