A cold, summer rain crashes into my
cheeks turned up toward the pouring sky
It stings my flesh
Like tiny barbs
Painful and soothing all at once

My arms outstretch toward the sky
My clothes cling to me
As every drop comes to me
With purpose
Oh, the purpose of washing all my fears away

White noise fills my ears
Blocking out the sounds of the busy road
Ahead
I let myself
Dance and
Twirl
And frolic
Like I was in a field of wildflowers

Water splashes around my footfalls
Soaking through my socks and my pants
My hair absorbs the rain and pushes it down
Between my eyes
Like rivers returning to the ocean

Laughter fills me
And I am overwhelmed with awe
At the simplicity of this moment
And the magic it holds