Comfort of the Rain

Sitting here, waiting for the rain

Waiting for the first drop

The first touch of relief

To wash all my sorrows away

Yet I just stay and watch

I dare not walk into the rain

Touch of the breeze calms me down

I take in a deep breath, again and again

I turned to the horizon

Amidst the dark skies

A streak of sunlight piercing through

Is that my sunrise, or is it my sunset?

I pick up the broken pieces

Piecing them back together

I can smile and just look back

The rain has finally come