The way it rained
Even an umbrella got me drenched
A second bout of rain came,
When the wind came
And shook the pregnant leaves
Like the scattering of arrows in an ambush
They aimed very well
As each drop plops upon my cold skin, warm body
Like bombs they were
Making my clothes a second skin.
They keep falling endlessly
Little fireworks they make as they land
I reached out my hand and caught a family
They rolled around fearfully, trying to escape
Off my skin they ran
Some drops gather and try to bring down my defense
Some drops, isolated, awaiting suicidally
Oh, powerful they are, changing the world
Into a different colour
From indifference to liveliness.
This was what I wished for
This was the day I waited for
I wished for warm rain
And I got it.
