"A Hopeless Dawn" (painting & poem)

The following poem was inspired by this painting and by my own experience awaiting what would ultimately prove to be "A Hopeless Dawn":

Lost in the darkness, awaiting the morn, My heart yearned for hope but dawn's news showed me scorn. The day breaks with such bleakness and gasping despair, Now I sob and give up, as I faint in a chair. It hurts. Everything about me in pain. I find myself longing and wishing for rain. As if the washing of something will heal, As if the ground drenched by harsh water will feel Like the heavens weep with me, and maybe won't steal What's already been stolen and made my heart reel. The rain came in the morning, but it wasn't relief

It was proof of the pain, the truth of my grief. My body now done, my heart ripped apart, My hope all misguided, his time to depart. The drops of rain fall, and my tears mix with them, Searching the darkness, I didn't find him.