Ode to Rain

Rain

it is painfully unjust how some have come to loath you

they use umbrellas to reject your peppering kisses

run indoors to escape your cathartic touches

do they not understand the power you possess?

the miracles that you bring?

they fear your storms, as they should

for the weight you carry could cause floods

the ice you freeze could cause blizzards

yet those moments are few and far between,

as you choose to instead, nourish

believers claim that you are tears descending from heaven

cries from the untroubled souls grieving and raging at our ignorance

droplets of angel warriors avenging the barren landscapes that once flourished,

overtaken by demons of drought, seasons, and destruction

people seem to have this delusion that we are not responsible for how we perish

there were times when we once danced for your attention

sang songs for your downpour, and rejoiced when you answered

oh, how it must sadden you

to no longer be a thing of worship

we have failed you

one day, we will realize

one day, you will unleash your wrath

and when that time comes,

we will wish that we had chosen to drown in your essence than burn in our sins