Let It Rain

It's funny how I feel about the rain
How it is so a part of my life, who I am inside

Of course, I recall the many rainy days, tears from above
As if someone else understood my sadness, my gray depression

But when we have a drought I so long for it, like the desert
Feeling loss and longing for things unseen but felt

Then there are the soft summer nights, the sky ablaze with lightning
Keeping me awake in my bed, searching for the hidden meaning

Refreshing, cooling rain that washed down on me
During a hot summer run the very moment I needed it

The time my love and I went to the very tip of Cape Cod during a Nor'Easter
Feeling the power of nature and our own smallness, insignificance

Gene Kelly in that timeless classic, elegance and poise
Making me sad that we so live a graceless age

Holding Bunny with all my might on the back of a rocking ship, rain horizontal
Listing sideways around Cape Horn and the end of the world

A gentle pitter patter of it on my window pane, whispering
As I sit safe inside, pen to paper, poet to poetry

How I fall in love every single time I watch the big screen
Seeing two lovers embrace amidst the downpour, longing to do it too

So, give me my sunny days, my starfilled nights
But when my soul needs watering, let it rain