Leaf rain

I chose to go walk by the park lake in the thunder and rain. It was a solitary walk, save for the fish jumping, a Nuthatch, Robin and two I know not their names.  At times only the curtain of rain then a quick change to the steam of the heated earth.  I walked in the silence of a heart unheard. The thunder echoing the plea'd pain beating within.  For some reason I sat upon the grass and knew the touch of rain upon the earth.  A leaf hitched a ride on a raindrop and landed on my arm. A gentle touch. A whisper without words.  I knew my heart was not alone in her plea'd pain.  And the thunder rolled.