Rain ~

Eyes so heavy like the clouds that sit just above, do the emotions that flood my body consume yours through smile or just because? The drops that drip across my head out of surprise make me realize the heavens above open and close just as does my eyes. The smell before the rain hits the earth is a memory of my childhood, pain washed away a drop at a time, these moments have no rhythm or rhyme. As a teen we dream of growing up, a life better than the one we live, but as we are grown we crave to understand where time could have gone. Random you say, my process in which I do my tasks printed on processed paper, my mind drifts through thought as does the rain on a windy day. The smiles that distract me from what I need to where I need to be, a feeling that has no boundaries at least to me. Dark days, teary clouds, release what you have, give me what you’ve got, I’m ready to wash my past away and allow the flowers of today to spring free.