Thought heavy thick grey
Clouds, wind, rain,
Blow, wash away
The gloomy day,
The pain, again,
Rain, wash, wash away
Pure silver, drops
Cry, sky, until it stops
To shine again.
Invite the Rain.
Let go of the pain.
All the things I am holding onto
Let them wash away.
All the dreams I have not lived – let it rain.
All the times I wept before, let it rain again
All the worry and all the fear
After the rain it will clear
All the wishing and wanting
Allow and open, even if daunting
Here, now, today
All the stuck and anger – go away.
Let it rain. Let me be
Fresh, new me
