Apologize

Tonight I walk
As I have always done
Miles forward, miles back
This loop of path
Always
And just when I expect the same
The sky is new
Fresh rains from hours ago
Cast apprehensive silhouettes
In dark late puddles
Peeking through the crisp blue black of sky
One bright cold spark lingers
That painful orange hum
Slinks away in retreat
In guilt, in repentance, in acquiescence
But I will always know
An apology too late
No matter the tones of interpretation
Il Pleut
Or Il Pleure
The difference is not in you