Somewhere
Somewhere on pine forests rain falls softly-soothe
Somewhere stone and boulder mist-draped gentle quiet
Somewhere a miner crawls into a pit
The tock-tock of chisel his only companion
Till, pursing its lips, a rogue wind starts blowing
A rasp of sharp air sweeps into a roar
The miner stops hacking and raises his eyes
All he can see is the machine’s underbelly
All that he feels is the weight of the crush
His scream’s but a quaver in a thundering crescendo
His sigh after all just a puff in the wind
Somewhere a raindrop weighs down a leaf
Slides off the tip then sinks into silence
Leaving the leaf trembling back into stillness
