The rain falls gently

The rain falls gently,
Steadily over me,
While I am walking
I do not run from it, find shelter
In a doorway or go inside
Instead each drop soaks me to the core
Running over my face in tiny rivers
Through my hair, over my skin, to my feet
Umbrella lies forgotten in my hand
While I stand to watch the puddles grow,
And water stream down the street
Lifting my head up, I see through
The raindrops, a little bit of sky
As the clouds fall away
And reveal the sun
The light fills the emptiness
Left by the rain
And I continue
Walking
again
~

Published by Leigh-Anne Fraser

writer, poet, photographer, artist, illustrator, knitter,friend and fine pancake flipper

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