The sky and its clouds have been torn apart
Let me dance in the rain & create Your art
I am not afraid – I’m a friend of the rain
You… are far away from the throne of your reign
I would rather walk through a storm
Than sit by your side & conform…
Lightnings don’t frighten me, these days
Your words are like thunderbolts, anyways
Take all your words. I’ll take the rain
Your gentle wind is a hurricane
Sowing much chaos, destruction & pain!
Your well–phrased sentences carry dis-ease,
And heartbreak… I want none of these!
Like thoughts in our minds – words & lives must merge
I will take the rain while you stay here & purge…
Yes, I’ll take the rain, especially His rain,
To wash this dirt off, and your pain.