The Rainfall

I want to walk in the sun
My soul seeking warmth
It’s rained most of my life

I tried to find cover
Clothes stuck to my skin
Only the start of my strife 

Days it rained so hard
Waded in the streets
No umbrella could save me

I’d call a cab to get home
Day spent seeking warmth
Then head out again, bracing

The rain grew too heavy
Beat from having to swim
I stayed inside, lights down low

When it lifted a bit
I decided to try
Now, I’m starting to glow

Rain comes, I'm not afraid
I know I’m okay
Strength rising in my bones

The sun's peeking out
Shy, but welcome
Misery’s now dethroned

Author’s Note:
This piece is for the slow climb—the moment you realize you’re no longer drowning in what once threatened to undo you. The Rainfall is about honoring the pain while standing in the light that finally breaks through. — Liora
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