It’s a wild world.
It’s been a wild ride.
All these storms,
Winds
And rainy days
Have been
Turning me toward you.
It’s a wild world.
It’s been a wild ride.
All these storms,
Winds
And rainy days
Have been
Turning me toward you.
Cold rain falls upon my face
This January day
Bringing with it a chill to give
My skin.
I am shivering now
Yet
My bones burn within.
Mama never made us come inside
When it rained.
That is how i know that it is just like any other day,
whether sunny or stormy.
Embrace each day as if as beautiful
As the next.
It does not matter the weather,
It matters your heart
your eyes,
your soul.
Do you not love
The sensation of
The heat of the sun on your skin,
And the wet of the rain,
The caress of the wind and the
Chill of the snow the same?
She does.
I have been the waves that carried you home
When you were lost at sea.
I was the the rain that fell upon your
Weary head
And
Quenched your thirst.
I have been the desert that left you dry and helplessly
Crawling;
The oasis in the sand.
I was the sky that held you up so long ago
And the stars you have wished upon.
But
In this life;
I am the arms that hold you.
Yes,
My heart has always held you.
And the rains of
Heaven
Are
Pouring down on me.
Drenching me.
Restoring me
From
Within.
She dances in the rain without hesitation,
Unaware of the beauty she brings to the storm.
For even the raindrops
Relish the journey as they free fall from
Heaven,
Praying to be the lucky ones.
The ones to touch her.
Anticipating the precise moment
Of
Contact,
Aching for
Unified saturation.
Another morning.
Her blood seems to be fighting
With her skin.
Her bones are trying to sing
But
All her heart can hear
Is
Rain.
She will keep dancing
To the rhythm
Of the drops.
She will hold
Them as if a lover,
Welcoming them into her skin.
And she will dance again.
I
Will
Dance
Again.
The clouds,
They seemto hold me.
In the hush between the stars
I hear galaxies
Sing your name.
Disorder
Takes a pause
Between the echoes of rolling thunder
And the rain.
I dream
And
Dream on.
What an enchanted
Trance
I am
Under.
The sun has come
And once again
I greet the warmth
With a grateful heart.
Though the rains may cleanse
And the winds create change,
The sun always
Brings
Hope.