This is a sad poem, those who fall like stones into a pond and form waves that expand into the water, @johnjgeddes. I feel this voice speak from the memory but also from the present, from an experience that comes and goes with the rain, with the night! It is as if when speaking of the pain of the other, one speaks of one's own pain. A hug
Thanks, Nancy - You picked up on the central motif - a rain circle radiating outwards into ever-widening circles of meaning. Very perceptive, my friend :)