Blissful Rain

Walking in the rain, lenses fogged by raindrops, hair soaked and cold.

Grateful that I can feel heaven's blessings on my skin, one drop at a time.

Grateful that I can walk under these dark clouds without the shackles you thought you could keep chained to my ankles, my mind, and my heart.

Grateful that I am here, walking in the rain, lenses fogged by raindrops, hair soaked and cold.