Does rain come knocking at your door?
Does rain come knocking at your door
And you open up to it
Welcome it like a long awaited guest
And let it enter,
Not only in your home but also in your soul
You talk to it, as if it were your long lost friend
You pack up your deepest darkest secrets
And hand over the briefcase for the rain to take away
Do you secretly pour some pent up tears into that baggage too?
Or do you save them for when the rain leaves your home
And then let those tears soak you
Do you find solace in letting go when the rain comes
Everything that you've been holding on to?
Do you feel like a newborn when the sky is clear
Knowing there'll be no more rain
For a long long time now....
