Rain

 

Standing in rain
Soaked to the bone
No shelter to take cover
It really did not matter

All she needed was the rain
To cleanse what was within,
and without
To wash away the old
To usher in a new beginning

Being drenched
Was refreshing
Being cold
Was soothing

Standing in the rain
Soaked to the bone
Never happier
That’s all that matters

- S.T. Arasu