I stand in crowded streets among many souls,
Motionless is my heart as my life passes me by,
Rain hitting my face, cool is the breeze, taste my pain,
They hurry to leave, seeking shelter from it.
Sitting at my window watching children play
Through distorted glass as the rain raps way
I see free spirits careless of all my pain,
The agony of how the world goes on as my life stops.
The sudden realization of how the rain comes with never ending bounty,
No where I go, can I run away from it,
God gave us rain not for floods but as essential to life
Life being love, in love comes tears of pain and most of all happiness.
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