Sun Under Rain...

Thundrous showers reach the floor of my porch
Douzing the flames of an imaginary torch
Bound to the concrete of this walking stone
Slabbed in the center of a field alone.

The grass grows to either side of this route
To create a distant lawn with a sidewalk about
Stretching around the far reaches of this field
Congressing to the center where this floor will yield.

Imagination forgets the distance spread across
And drowns itself in the midst of an unreal chaos
Raining in the illusory form of a roaring storm
Hallucinating the torch beneath the cloudy swarm.

Decieving the lie of a pouring commotion
Drowns the turmoil of a natural notion
And saves the belief from a complete scorch
That the only source of reality was the perception of a torch.