All is dulled
in shades of blue
grey, and black
Slight lines
Very slight lines
fall, wetting the sidewalk.
Dew gathers again on garden leaves
Dew, like in the morning
when the very tips of the sun's fingers
gently touch upon them.

The leaves turn a deeper green
A livelier green
while the rest of the world runs,
hides from the rain.
I walk out,
I let the rain wash me away.

Rain pitter-patters again
on the sidewalk,
splashing,
making small ripples in the puddles.
It runs down my face,
wetting my hair
Dampening my clothes
but I don't care.

Rain, don't leave
Don't come again another day
Keep falling,
Keep washing everything away.

Dancing across the lawn
Feeling the rain on my face
the mud on my toes
cleansed,
blissful
and happy
with the simple joy
of being purified
One again, with myself.

Down gutters
Down streets
The rain gathers in pools,
only to be drained away.

I see the sunlight again
peering from between the clouds.
And so I walk inside, towel myself off
And wait for that rainy day again.