The Rain

I see the beauty in rain.
Standing in its glory, pouring down my skin.
A cool shower that covers me, clouds hover over me.
Soothing as it rolls, seeping into my soul.
Refreshing, a disguised blessing,
dressing itself as fearful weather,
secretly a treasure designed solely to heal.
Never knew beauty like this
each drop feels like a forbidden kiss sealing unconditional love.
Puddles gather deep as the sky weeps
tears people refuse to shed, a tortured soul,
destined to suffer the pain that others hold inside.
Nothing more powerful than these tears cried
Addressing the fears that others hide.