Let it rain
Let it thunder
Scream the house down
Rather this
Than the deadening silence
Of your stone cold glare
And the pain buried down
Under frozen anger
Gorgon’s head
We are not made of stone
Our hearts wither and die
In such a frozen place
When you gaze on us
Like this
Open up the shutters
Reveal your hidden face
With the rain
Things will loosen
And this freeze
Will unthaw and flow
And even if a torrent
Floods the landscape
Hidden debris will rise to the surface
And life will be moving
Forward again
Death is this stare
Stillness
Arrest
Inertia
Paralysis
But life is flow and movement
Rain
Storm
Fire
Flood
Pain
Love
So let it rain
And let this storm
Bring down the house
Emerging From The Dark Night 
Hi there Deborah, keep writing, your poems are beautiful.. I love when you mention the natural elements, maybe you are a Neruda’s lover, he celebrates each element on earth in spite of ranks, water, love, rain but onion and artichoke too..
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Thank you seashell (I love that name)……I have only read a few of Neruda’s poems but this comment by you is a message to me to read more of them and explore…:)
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Let It Rain. One of my first WordPress Poems.
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