At The Drops of Rain

I want to write your name
On every drop of rain,
And let them all pour
To my thirsty heart and soul.

I want to paint it there
When the clouds won’t clear,
And the colors of the rainbow,
Will wish of nothing but you.

I want to take you out there
In the midst of pouring rain,
To wrap you with my arms
And turn cold into warm.

Birds may stop singing,
at the rushing of the rains;
But the whispers of its coming,
Can the lonely be awaken.

For the singing of the rains,
Comes with true healing –
When love is all new,
That wants nothing but grow.

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