Sonnet for rain
Oh why is the night tonight so brightened?
The light of the sun, the light of the moon
the sun's pursuit makes this being frightened
scorching this outer shell, making me swoon.
They say I am more suited for the sun,
But can't I bask in the love of the rain?
Sweet drops of life down my face have become
salvation's tears that heal and quench my pain.
Much deservéd pain that will one day kill
my soul, my life, my very existance
that blighted me then will yet blight me still
for my time will come to pay my pennance
But now, when I stand and bask in the rain
My hear warms, it thaws, I feel love again.
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