Drops of water falling from the rainfall of  Joy has fallen upon my bitter face in a attempt to wash away those unwanted sounds of useless
chatter

From the actions of the downpour, I was hoping to be able to hide my pain that is within me through the fall of its mist

to

cover up the despair in my weary eyes which seek the sunshine of a

pain-free day.

For

My soul is yearning to feel Joy, and the ability to hear echoes of

laugher through this downpour

So
 I will be able to have the opportunity to fill my empty palms with the

liquid of salvation

So

I can be able to fill the unforgiving thirst, and phase out the sound of

old bitterness which is hidden deep within my garden soul

And

finally come in from the storm of my self pity.