Rain

Rain

A Poem by Naomi

I used to fear the rain
When the skies would open I would close my eyes
And think of sun
I used to think if I let myself feel
The water pouring forth
It might never stop
And I’d be lost, drowning
In a grey, wet world
Bitter irony
I dreamt of sun and when sun came
The rain remained, choking my chest
And while others smiled and sunbathed
I sat in the damp
In the cold
I shook myself off, like a wet dog
But even so, 
The rain remained
And summer came for all
But even so,
The rain remained
I found cheap plastic parasols
Of hobbies, holidays and yet
The rain remained
I’d shut my eyes and think of sun
And blame the rain
But even so,
The rain remained
And I hid beneath my duvet
Safe inside my room
The rain outside my window now
But even so
The rain came in.
And I at last, wet faced and shivering
Cried defeat, threw my head back and
Cried out loud
‘OK rain, you win! I fought and hid and ran and prayed
And yet you came, you remained. You win!’
And I stepped out underneath it
Spread my arms out wide
My face turned upward
And the rain came
It poured
Sliced my skin as I feared it would 
But even slicing softer than my dreams thought it should
And it came and it came and I felt it all
I gasped for air and more rain came and I felt it all
I felt the fear, I felt
Alive
More rain came
I stood my ground
And the rain poured on some more
Standing still in the eye of the storm
I knew I was done for
Knew I’d be washed clean away
Still, the rain came
And I had nothing to fear, anymore
The rain came, and I felt it all
And here I stood
And the rain fell
Soft and warm
Like the arms of a mother
Holding me close and washing me clean
Soft and warm
Bathing my skin
And I sighed
And smiled
For I could not fear the rain anymore. 

© 2017 Naomi


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Added on July 4, 2017
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Naomi
Naomi

London, United Kingdom



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