You are the Rain

Like a wilting rose,
thirsting for water
I am weak and fragile
ready to fall,
ready to break.
Spreading my roots
further and further,
thinner and thinner,
smaller and smaller
bending in the wind.
Ready to surrender,
ready to die.
Like a fresh spring rain...
you came
soft and warm
caressing me,covering me.
Flooding my veins with life
standing me straight
giving me strength,
filling me with you...
Let it rain.