Resting in Peace

a little fall of rain

against your white face on this green grass

a little fall of rain

and you don't even blink

watching the droplets speed towards you

and with a suicidal grace explode

against your skin

you move your slender finger

just enough to bend,not break, the blade of grass

and it fractures with a whistling noise

a dozen paper butterflies 

come tumbling through the air

sliding on updrafts with their immovable wings

and then crumpling slowly against the green

with small smudges to show

that the blade was double edged

and pierced both ways 

leaving green on the white slips

and the tips broken off under their weight

the little fall of rain softened them 

broke them down and apart

into the soft paste and then down into the mud

you with your white face facing the sky

smiled just the tiniest curve

in the midst of this little fall of rain

a little fall of rain

cannot hurt you now

so i'll hold your hand and sit a while

while you watch the sky and smile