A speaker sits at a window on a rainy February day, watching the garden through mist and thinking about their own tear-stained face. The poem is about the pain that follows leaving someone, and the first signs of recovery.
The rhythm of "drip drip drips" makes the sadness feel slow and steady, almost like crying itself. Then the mood turns. The clouds part, and the dew catches the sunlight. The speaker treats the sky as if it were trying to heal them, which suggests a moment of comfort arriving unexpectedly.
The last two lines make the comparison clear: the glistening garden mirrors the speaker's heart, now "sparkling, changing, growing." Leaving "you" seems to have hurt, but the speaker sees it as a release rather than only a loss. The mood begins gloomy and tender, then ends quietly hopeful, as though the speaker is allowing themselves to feel better.