Through Rain And Shine

rambles turned into something

 

Vibrant, Glowing, Beautiful,

....Sun....

With its warm touch,

Upon fair skin.

With its uplifting presence.

Everything grows.

The sun...

The existance revolves,

Needing its argent glow.

 

 

The light you shed upon me,

Makes me believe that you are my sun.

 

 

Gloomy, Tedious, Appalling,

...Rain...

With its monotonous pitter patter,

And its disturbance left over.

Everything seems to slow.

The rain...

This very existance,

As well,

Needs the rain,

Too much ,

And the world drowns in its sorrow.

 

 

pit....pat...pit...

The rain slows.

I then know,

The sun battles its way back,

To shine upon the day.

 

 

Magnificent,

As in any battle,

Most leave scars,

Prismatic and alluring.

The Rainbow shall appear.