Silent Rain

Soft tears flowing from my face,
I look outside to get away.
I silently sit,
feeling the cold,
seeing the rain.

Observing the beauty of the rain.
I wipe my tears away.
I silently sit,
shifting my dress
observing the rain.

I hear its gentle song,
On my window, pit... pat.
I silently sit,
a smile forms;
listen to the rain.

I suddenly feel sleepy watching...
oh how I droop and nod.
I silently sit,
my worries decaying.
I listen to the rain.

I look outside my window
the streets slowly flooding.
I silently sit,
with a sudden idea;
a good idea...

No more sitting by the window,
I desperately want to feel.
I silently stand,
my feet meet the floor.
It's time to go.

Endless gasps escape my breath.
I feel the invigorating rain.
I silently stand,
my arms open wide,
my hair growing wet.

Oh, this feels so good!
My aches and pains vanish.
I silently stand,
my face towards the clouds.
I let my sorrow go.

Crystals hit my face and arms...
I cry with a burning sensation.
I silently stand,
drenched to my bones,
the wind carries me up.

Goosebumps reside on arms and legs,
never felt so much peace.
I silently stand,
arms slowly come down...
head suddenly hangs low.

Did you know that he liked the rain?
He liked the feel this too.
I silently stand,
under the Willow.
It shields me and drowns me in the rain.

I remember that lovely man,
He was my shield from the rain.
I silently crouch,
tears keeping time with the rain,
why did he leave me?

My sorrow wonders back regrettably
I hold myself in a shiver.
I silently sit,
my dress spreads the ground,
in the rain.

My tears return; my eyes gloss.
I hug my body against the tree.
I silently sit,
I see the beauty of the rain,
but his memory crashes with me...

Under the Willow...