WEEP

Torrent of downpour

Bent the Crepe Myrtle

To bow it's foliage low  

Currents of yonder sky swept

Spent the limbs unkempt

Unbudded tree shouldered

A summer tempest's burden

Drank of heaven's furious weep

On bended knees

To learn,  

In arboreous revelation,  

Why it must bloom