Triggered By A Long Rain

Triggered by a long rain;
this semblance still exists
that I cannot keep,
but the process distills me,
known only by those distilled.

Triggered by a wild rain;
at the apex of my restless sleep,
on my finest hour where I’m supposed to be.
At another crossroad…
where am I supposed to be?

Triggered by an urgent rain;
a message in my heartbeat quivers
for a warm rice wine
and my soul’s true keeper.
Here,
those silent nights we shared
the only thing I have.

If you don’t know me by now…
when will you know me?