Come with me to find the rain
Drops ... on your skin ...
Clear ... cold ... sliding
Without so much as a thoughtful pause
Caressing your skin ....
Come with me to find the rain
Pooling ... in a secret pond
Looking into a sea of glass
Ripples and ripples of time
Slipping away as you watch
A reflection that's not quite your own
Come with me to find the rain
The water ... dripping on your lips
You stick your tongue out
Hoping to taste it's secret
Wishing that the liquid ambrosia
Would open up some hidden source
Of inspiration, love, hope, faith ...
Come with me to find the rain
Walking naked on pebbles and stones
Your feet ... touching the glossy surface
Wet, slippery ... mossy ...
Wondering if at any moment
The sun will break through
To warm your skin
And give birth to a new day