Sitting in silence,
closing my eyes.
Listening to the soothing sound of the rain
as it falls softly outside my window.
I let the cool breeze wash over me,
calming me, cleansing me, consoling me,
like a long lost friend.
I take a deep breath and breathe in the sweet clean air,
letting it fill me to the brim.
I breath it in, and let it out, slowly, surely, softly,
as the calm washes over me taking hold.
Slowly I rise and walk to my window
entranced by the soft falling rain.
I open my window and stretch out my hand,
reaching for the cold wet rain.
My hand tingles as the rain pelts it,
like little freezing bites that send shivers down my spine.
My body shudders in delight at the delicious sensation.
I yearn to feel the cool ran beat lightly against my skin,
cooling me, cleansing me, calming me, consoling me.
Yet there I stand, unmoving and spell bound.
I turn, unable to withstand it any longer and head outside.
I stand, arms at my sides, face tilted up, body tense
as the rain washes over me.
I stand there in the cool rain, as goose bumps dance up my arms.
I feel innocent, pure, childlike as I stand there,
letting the rain wash away all the pain, all the horror.
Let it wash away everything
until there’s nothing left but childlike innocence and wonder.
The rain stops finally as the sun appears in the lone afternoon sky.
The air holds an afterthought of the rain, the sweet cool smell of purity.
I stand there under the hot sun smiling,
clinging to my long lost innocence,
wishing I could stay in this moment forever.
I breath in the still cool clean air
reliving the rain in my mind
and feel the echoes of innocent rains.
~ Written by Cheri MacKenzie April 11th, 2003 ~
