Rain That Sings

Silence learns to sing through the rainwater,
a voice that runs on roofs and reflects in puddles.
every stream of rain rereads the city, a page still virgin,
memories that have no rush to turn, heard in the water.
The song rises, light, among trembling lights and steps that slowly stop,
the streets align like letters finding their home.
the city reveals pages never turned, ready to be read by the water,
and silence, having become song, closes the day with a breath of rain.