Rain

Rain. It makes the green come alive. It freshens up your view.. Of course that's only for those who care to look out their window.

Rain. Symbolic for so many things to so many different people. It may bring happiness, happy memories; it may be a reason to go for a walk, to disguise your tears. It brings hope to some, despair to others. Just getting out of a life-changing job interview; or just getting caught on the way to one.. Ah, so many situations, each one will be someone's story.

Rain. White clouds. Grey clouds. Grey skies. Blue skies. Each one reminds me of someone. Songs in the background as I stare out at the window at the rain outside, hurt me, push my imagination into a higher gear. My mind races. Back in time, as well as far into the distant future. Memories come alive. Dreams take shape. Some you shoot down, some you foster. Dark nights. Pouring rain. All you can do is hear it.. Amber streetlights set aglow the downpour, though that's only a hint of what's out there.. Millions of drops crashing down.. I wish upon the invisible stars that they're not anyone's dreams or hopes. No, everyone should have a dream, and hope. Because without them, you'd rather be another drop in the ocean. I choose to be the drop that falls in the desert. I may evaporate in an instant, but if I've helped trigger life, my purpose has fulfilled. Desert rains have that extra effect. Like an icecream man just happening to come by on a hot summer's day. Let the rain pour. Let the rain come down. Wash our troubles away.

Rain. Take me away to my dream. I walk on thoughts. I dream. I dreamwalk. Reality is behind me. Just Utopia lies ahead. I see clearly. Only in my dreams do I see clearly.. Even in the rain I see you.. I know it's got to be you. I believe.. I will walk through it all. But only if I see you there. Take shelter under the tree if you must. But I shall arrive drenched as ever. From the very first drop, I wished for an unending shower. I look forward. Drench me. Drown me. Keep me.

Rain..