Rain

Rain,
it can be soft to the touch
like a caress on a cheek.
It can pour out it's sadness
Is it god crying for all lost souls?
As clouds cover you with mist in
anticipation of sunrays that soon will
arrive.
Rain can be cold and angry
not caring who it hurts.
It falls upon you as you ask for forgiveness
of all who have failed it.
Bursts of dewdrops are felt on the
leaves as you wander by, praying for
deliverance.
Rain can compell you,
make you run,
and not walk in the light.
A slight breeze can sway you
in one direction or another.
Rain .....is like walking on a cloud...
Rain touching your fearless heart.