“Thunderstorm Tears”
I want to wash my worries away
in the middle of a thunderstorm,
so that you can’t see the pain
streaming down my face –
disguised by the pouring rain.
I tilt my face up toward the sky
to watch Earth’s tears fall into my eyes –
beauty in its own right.
And strength in the daily fight
to live life fully.
Show me the storm
so that I might see the light
on the other side,
and I will be forever grateful
for each ray of sun,
and every drop of rain
that comes into contact with
my skin
my life
my existence.
I will not
live my life in vain.
I will learn to wear
my feelings with pride –
on my sleeve and not hidden inside –
because
life’s true beauty lies
in the ability to care
deeply
through the ups and downs of life.
That is the magic
of the human experience.
And I wouldn’t trade it
for anything.