out there in the rain

seen her there.. touched her pain
out there.. hidden next to the lane..
on with the darkness.. it's domain..
the coldness of night.. so profane..

i look to her.. yet it's all the same..
i search..  search for things to attain..
i pay homage a stone.. yet in vain..
i call to her.. over and over again..

yet all i can hear.. is swiftly moving rain..
as it soils the about her.. so deign..
washing away  dust.. as it maintains..
that granite stone.. marking the slain..