Standing in the Sun

Posted by Mary D'Alba on Saturday, May 19, 2012

The rain falls on me,

I feel the drops,

stinging my skin,

the wet rain reminds

me of my wet tears.

Dripping, soaking me.

Tearing me to the core,

even though soft.

The rain doesn't let up

I try to shield myself

but the umbrella

flies away like a bird,

I feel the rain again.

It isn't stopping.

It drives harder,

it pounds me until

there is not a drop of dry left.

I shiver but I then realize

I'm still standing.

The rain may be pelting me

with all it's got

but even though slippery

and driving as hard as it can,

I'm still standing.

The rain can't knock me down,

it can try to push me back,

making me fight for each step

but I do because

the rain has to eventually

let up on the fierce pelting

it gives me for a while.

It tests me, making sure

I decide to stand strong.

I can find shelter from the storm

and wait for it to ride out.

Eventually, the rain gives up

and there I am

left standing in the sun.


~Copyright 2010-2012, Mary D'Alba (Spiritualitygirl)~

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